What It's All About

[Dynamic]

*hook*
we don't rep east side
we don't rep west side
we represent all hip hop worldwide
pride in our rhymes, the realist never lied
why take sides just look inside and you decide

i'm the intellectual, telekinetical sentinal/
letters that split ya ventricles, leave you needing attention that's medical/
my intelect is ahead of fools, unique ideals like "hell is cool"/
complexity and texture in my lines is dentrimental/
years gone by, i've been blindsided by lyin eyes/
it's like my minds eye was designed by einstein in his prime time/
ya'l soft whores, i've been hardcore since before i was a sophmore/
ya'll don't want more, better lock ya doors or you'll be lookin at your chest, wonderin what you got shot for/
It's an average question that be havin niggas guessin/
"how come you have no equal contestants? why are your flows so blessed?/
You always come off rested, while other rappers seem molested"/
the pieces are connected, if you said i'm a lyrical god, then you guessed it/
lets be honest, you could only recieve a crown from your orthodonist/
only way you'd be "gaudy" is if you had diamond encrested chronic/
a mathmatical prophet, logick, deals with the science of rockets/
not nonsense, i'm God sent with the sense of a lyrical architect/
the problem revolves around a revolver that points at all of them/
thought you were a friend, your wrong again, i'll lynch you and your party of ten/

*hook*
we don't rep east side
we don't rep west side
we represent all hip hop worldwide
pride in our rhymes, the realist never lied
why take sides just look inside and you decide

A born genius my flows are seemless/
just cause i want money like Regis don't mean my rhymes are meaningless/
whether you wanna die by the lines or die by the nine/
your chances of living are sliam if you want to fuck with mine/
9 times out of 9 my flows are fine/
on a track no one can shine if i display my rhymes/
like a mythological creature when i'm all in your speakers/
I don't want no guest feautures, but i'll be glad to greet you/
it just dawned upon me i could be calm like Gahndi/
or from long island to long beach raised the dead like Rob zombie/
not sining the same song, but have i been wrong all along/
beacuse i wanted to sodomize saddam with a sodering iron strapped to a bomb/
If i occupy your opticals, you'd see me rise above all obsticals/
you sucking like a naughtical octopus attached to a popsicle/

[D-Reborn]

*hook*
we don't rep east side
we don't rep west side
we represent all hip hop worldwide
pride in our rhymes, the realist never lied
why take sides just look inside and you decide

i'm the intellectual, telekinetical sentinal/
letters that split ya ventricles, leave you needing attention that's medical/
my intelect is ahead of fools, unique ideals like "hell is cool"/
complexity and texture in my lines is dentrimental/
years gone by, i've been blindsided by lyin eyes/
it's like my minds eye was designed by einstein in his prime time/
ya'l soft whores, i've been hardcore since before i was a sophmore/
ya'll don't want more, better lock ya doors or you'll be lookin at your chest, wonderin what you got shot for/
It's an average question that be havin niggas guessin/
"how come you have no equal contestants? why are your flows so blessed?/
You always come off rested, while other rappers seem molested"/
the pieces are connected, if you said i'm a lyrical god, then you guessed it/
lets be honest, you could only recieve a crown from your orthodonist/
only way you'd be "gaudy" is if you had diamond encrested chronic/
a mathmatical prophet, logick, deals with the science of rockets/
not nonsense, i'm God sent with the sense of a lyrical architect/
the problem revolves around a revolver that points at all of them/
thought you were a friend, your wrong again, i'll lynch you and your party of ten/
A born genius my flows are seemless/

*hook*
we don't rep east side
we don't rep west side
we represent all hip hop worldwide
pride in our rhymes, the realist never lied
why take sides just look inside and you decide

just cause i want money like Regis don't mean my rhymes are meaningless/
whether you wanna die by the lines or die by the nine/
your chances of living are sliam if you want to fuck with mine/
9 times out of 9 my flows are fine/
on a track no one can shine if i display my rhymes/
like a mythological creature when i'm all in your speakers/
I don't want no guest feautures, but i'll be glad to greet you/
it just dawned upon me i could be calm like Gahndi/
or from long island to long beach raised the dead like Rob zombie/
not sining the same song, but have i been wrong all along/
beacuse i wanted to sodomize saddam with a sodering iron strapped to a bomb/
If i occupy your opticals, you'd see me rise above all obsticals/
you sucking like a naughtical octopus attached to a popsicle/

sick shit

thought you were a friend, your wrong again, i'll lynch you and your party of ten/

check out the 7 sins, watcha think about it?

 

[Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement]

good shit.   

[QuietTruth]

Nigga, your a lyrical bomb shell. Keep doin' it.