the being on the mic - okwerd logik lyrics
it’s the
being on the mic
uh
mic check to the greatest/
ideas of his greatness apparent whenever he write stuff on latex/
g.o.a.t, my write ups debated in write clubs as patents/
i write of the ancients/
busting knowledge till the guys love the cadence/
align at night , practicing light work with mayans/
my eyes on the sacred as i ride through the hatred/
the phoenix in the dark spitting ice through the matrix/
in every session, i pray , modern day version of k/
my head in the haze , blazing l’s in your face/
the verses i lace , have you regretting the day
you threatened the name/
my technique insane, vexed with the game , so the emcees invade/
releasing grenades , renegades – here to degrade any careless debate/
i hustle the place , till we friends with the state /
bustle and shake , being the only trend with a case/
here is your bait, we no dey ever beg to relate/
a nerd with the faith/
at the pearly gates, resetting his fate/
impressing the greats , envy a deadly mistake/
make no mistake, i put my soul bare on a slate/
gangster from the base on the ready to stake/
spaghetti n cake just for the ghettos to wake/
the phase of the cancers – and the network in place/
f- being a next thing, i put a face to the answer/
step to the boombap with the grace of a dancer/
amaze with the flow , hold sway with my glaze like the mansa/
plays of a master with a spell on the mic/
albums , cl-ss work to the earl of the night/
never had to pretend or even beg to be liked/
why i lost all my bosom friends all to the hype/
my head in the light/
i hold the f- pen with the guile of a shakespeare/
finding ways to trend with the grind/
i face fear, making too much sense with the vibes/
the light of the gods , still i light up in clubs/
sinner or saint, my vocal chords rile up the world/
recite wise words direct from the guys from before/
the being on the mic causing so much havoc in stores/
crack up the skulls of boys that grab the album in store/
most ‘ these rap gods are bores/
try to act tough because, they think their artwork is law/
but this the outlaw, the voice, here to pour sand for their draw/
on every song , screaming like ‘my hands on the 4’/
shut the f-ck up , u no dey see say hands don dey fall?/
pistols drawn, spitting puns in the stance of mcgraw/
kicking verses that elites and the m-sses adore/
love thy neighbor should be the only practice and law/
that we as humans truly need to practice and love/
i bask in the axis of love, just p-ss me the herb/
and i’ll kick cl-ssics unheard/
all of my chakras is red/
had a dream, where lamar heard my track list and said/
you sound like falz, with d kinda verses you thread/
but is u god’s son, cos i smell nas in the air/
within the verses u tell lies the mastery of earth/
b-st-rds practice, tryna master tactics we sell/
mumu people must be high off hashish and x/
cos being with a mic, none on the axis compare/
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