Annakin Slayd

Annakin Slayd - Don't Even Know lyrics

rate me

I came to finish this. You see the rap game triggered this

The battle's so over, I'll have the fat dame singing this

With a phrase spoken, I disable opponents

Like periodic tables I can label your components

D-S for dull style, B-R for bland rhyme

Like the Transformers matrix, I'm in my prime

I scream MTL! now this verse is territorial

When stepping in this section be expecting a tutorial

A hip hop lesson? Give your best to those blessing

And walk away unscathed and live to fight another session

My meticulousness versus your fickleness is just plain ridiculous

I ain't even ticklish at your frivolousness

To those who pose and step in my section

It's like stopping teen pregnancies, don't bust without protection

I call this is soul spitting, I'm replacing the name

Takeover's like a makeover, change the face of the game

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Y'all don't even know, my flow

Haven't seen my show

I come to this game with my heart on my sleeve

and I got no choice left but to blow

I know. I've been down, I've been low

Headed straight to the top because

I got nowhere else left to go

I'm the distinguished linguist, my fire's hard to extinguish

Cause I'll come like William Wallace and slaughter your English

It's the lion heart firing darts at counterparts hearts

The twenty first century state of the art Mozart

The prodigy, make mcs weak at the knees

As I ease with the breeze like Zhang Ziyi in the trees

Now Bill Gates jealous, cause I'm word perfect

When I excel, check the windows cause it's for sure curtains

In these days, artistic integrity is seldom seen

Mcs recite the letters of their names like it's a spelling bee

A-double N-A-K-I-N till the end 'em

I'm Mr. Fantastic to standards, I extend 'em

It's obscene the way I use mcs as a latrine

And leave them enviously green, when I'm Bill Bixby mean

Anni's the find, simple minds tryin to define

It's like snorting cocaine, check the dangerous lines

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I'm the one man band born a rambling man

I roam far away lands with a mic in both hands

legend expands, like Mad Max on vast sands

They say I don't give a fuck where the mic stand lands

When I blow up the stage, full rage

The Powerman, Luke Cage on the comic book page

You read it, as Anni turns it. Cause y'all the ones who yearn it

So hot in the spot, they call me Carrie when I burn it

I reminisce of the artists who battled the hardest

When I spit "Life Goes On" I'm leaving rappers retarded

I fire at rappers cause I'm tired of rappers

These days there's nothing to admire in rappers

to raise it to the ceiling, don't have to be beat stealing

This battle's like merging traffic, y'all keep yielding

My elite fleet, completes defeats with concrete beats

Mcs retreat to easy street when we compete

I bring punch to the speakers, my attack stuns the weaker

And leave you speaking incomprehensible like Bunsen Beaker

[Chorus]

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