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most beautifulest thing - akeem lyrics

[intro: akeem]

uh
you hear that sound?
it’s the most beautifulest thing in the world

[verse 1]
i was just a young shorty trying to learn to rhyme
i spit my first corny line around the age of nine
the greatest rappers at the time was rocking crazy shine
anomalous was trying to find out my flow and design
rakim on the speakers knocker
pulling on the reefer, bopping
chilling on the veg, watching all the shorties hop scotching
it was either that or watch them [?]
or rapping to myself in notebooks while rhyme jotting
i remember like it’s yesterday cause i was sober
somebody asked me what i want to be when i get older
i said “a lyricist, smooth, with the proper grammar
or cut dope, ready to strike the mics like arm & hammer.”
no half-stepping like cain[?], i made the crowd go bananas
scratch scratching from the dj, yelling at him, “turn my jam up!”
and i’m feeling like the king again up in your panorama
my rhymes are like bullets i’m the lyrical montana
all that cocaine in your nose, with dope boy dealer flows
enough to get chicks wet behind stage at my shows
and looking for the words, but they can’t[?] find me
try to block my shine like an eclipse but can’t blind me
my third eye complete the vision like an eagle when it guides me
through moonlight, with mics i take flight
travelling a thousand miles per hour through the life with no break lights or stop signs
nothing in my way, it’s game time, you’re done

[hook]
with[?] the most beautifulest thing in the world
and it’s like that (i can’t end it)
with[?] the most beautifulest thing in the world
and it’s like that (i can’t end it)
with[?] the most beautifulest thing in the world
and it’s like that (i can’t end it)
with[?] the most beautifulest thing in the world
and it’s like that (i can’t end it)

[verse 2]
hip hop, and[?] i’m a vet
shining on your rep
knocking all you fake rappers down like the domino effect
bet i make you sweat, like a k!ller palming on a tech
hollows hand [?] through your intellect, more than oft[?] you’re deaf
let the sun shine upon your grave
of poor[?] ashes
them other fake rhymers, exist, and rap backwards
for real, you biting styles like tyson did holyfield
colder still, for real[?], what i speak gives slight chills
but puffing on the ganja, believing what i’m teaching
kinda like the dali lama, sh-t is hotter than ‘rajuana
relax kinda, but strike like a black marlboro[?]
if bitten causes cardiac arrests and m-ss trauma
ink flowing through your bloodstream as you take your last breath
when you go against a king that’s your last step
and what i’m building is comparable to aztec
scientists, the study of my name on the hieroglyphs
amazing, speaking with lyrical persuasion
and all they do is rap about money, what is they saying?
they sold their soul to say the same line a million times
k!lling your style, never will i sign on the dotted line
awa[?]

[verse 3]
i build with poetry sk!lls and eloquistics[?]
feeding the kick sh-t radio waves, vibing through your district
syllable type of rhyming: that’s ballistic
switching through lanes, handle like a stick shift
the best that ever did it like the indy 500, i’m the last one left
who hasn’t crashed the course, and get met, my death
i push the pedal, ‘ccelerate it, jealous [?] is mad i made it
that .45 on my waist leave you to frivolate it
crabs hate it
my whole style is like mick jag, ain’t it?
profane, i’m[?] speaking through mics in another language
you bid a 1 2 on a rolly?[?] yo, i keep it humble
amongst the k!llers and the dealers, no, i never stumble
rumble, holding macs inside of a wicked jungle
sparks the herb, cigars cut, roll superb
inhale deep, speech is slurred of frequent words
flows release like an inmate: time is served
under my sweater hold a loaded black beretta for those who want to try
all my foes should know better
lay back after dark, henny in the park, creeping
a rose in the tombstone if your corpse sleeping

[outro: akeem]

yo, shoutouts to my man rakim
slick rick, big daddy kane, az, nas, raekwon, kool g rap
big l, i appreciate y’all doing what y’all do
showing me how to hold sh-t down too
and this one’s for the 13 and beyond
yeah, lyrical [?]

- akeem lyrics

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