VIRTUOSO

VIRTUOSO - Provoke Me lyrics

rate me

(feat. REKS)

[REKS]

How can I start ill, live from where my people, VIRT you caught hell

Nasty as the poet Nas on the track with Akinyele

The blue blocka rocka twin of R. Kell, nigga blab and talk well

Think it's a shame to see hip hop sell

Absolute, like shots of vodka, watch my thoughts spill all across the art

Till ya heart's still

Lifted like I spark L's

But I'm sober to the weed aroma, catch a dark spell

Black out, when I write into a coma

Hold the profile, sorta like Jesus when I zone out

R-E-K-S, the greatest rapper no one knows bout

Most authentic lieutenant, pushin you to limit

If I pissed you off, good that's exactly what I intended

The pterodactyl thrash you in half like cashews

REKA reign be in the book of Matthews

Body slam collapse you, shift the third rock off of its axle

Naturally, I'm a natural when I attack you

Blessed like ah-coos, perhaps you

Might find another deadly brother ?? the Reks on the mic

But that's like, not realistic, my fault I'm egotistic

If you heard somebody spittin this shit

Sorry I missed it

[Virtuoso]

You wanna know Virtuoso, boy listen and learn

My vocal motor go to overdrive, the pistons'll burn

My mission is firm, so sick, fuck a chick, I'm tongue-kissin a germ

I cut ya clique as y'all was slippery worms

You'll drown in my rain, no blood

I was born with sound in my veins and a pound on my brains

So I can't help but be dope

My talent is my twin as ?we wrote?

My free flow is now a kilo

I breathed in oxygen like the top of a ski slope

To match my breath control, you'll need a scuba tank and 3 throats

I speak real life, you steal heist in your thoughts

While I'm busy workin towards a fly wife and a yacht

And when I'm rich, then bitch I buy my ice in the spot

And I'll have skills and integrity, that's twice what you got

Son I'm naturally stylish, and when these lies, who talking violence

They look into my iris, they walk away in silence

Because they fear the realness

I kick words that make you feel shit

We should heal riffs in our family structure

That has the man in me sufferin

Spit imagery so vivid that son, ya camera be shutterin

[Scratched chorus]

[Virt]

Forever we, keep the flow goin like the seven seas

Heavenly, you need divine assistance to better me

Everyone talking bout they hard, how they have a better squeeze

And all they cheddar, please, that's negative, y'all need a better steeze

[REKS]

Reka's teaks be on it at auctions, arsonist thoughts

To scorchin your play list, virtin my portion

If I embossed in priceless

Nicer then the Jordans, Waynes, and Jerry Rices

Steady precise with the mic devices

[Virt]

Life is peace and violence, balance

The yin and the yang, the king and the crane

Put the needle to the record, feel the sting in ya brain

We bringin the pain to every inch of ya frame

Ringin ya chain, we gonna injure ya name

[REKS]

Simple and plain, drop the livin science

Deadly alliance, handin out assignments

Skills went and won an audio appliance

Closest of pen play, lyrical ken tai

Who care what them say

R to the Eh, epitome of em-say!

[Virt]

When we, step in the spot, reppin our blocks

With lyrical weapons that's hot, blazin

Lettin off shots, wet em like drops of 2 hydrogen, 1 oxygen

We chase to the mouth of a lion's den and we lock em in

[REKS]

Knock the chin, break the glass jaw

Surpass y'all, we past raw

Cats getting familiar with asphalt

[Virt]

I didn't ask y'all for your opinion, you out ya dominion

My spittin control and steer the game like ?racket mittens? haha

[REKS]

Half of y'all been in the game getting boxed out

Synonym for R's house is Earth, Yo VIRT, knock that ass out

[Virt]

I rock em in they mouth with my granite hand, it gets no harder

We can either trade and barter or you can get made a martyr

[REKS]

Author with my mind of Aristotle, getting drunken, actin drunk's my motto

See ya tomorrow through the forty bottle

[Virt]

Throttle and choke ya whole squad like a engine

[REKS]

Spittin like Pippen that blaze written, inflictin torture

[Virt]

I scorch ya frame like a butane flame

[REKS]

Off the real train, posse insane, clownin you lames

[Virt]

You're surrounded in shame, clouds of despair

For testing the most powerful pair

Competition and cowards in fear

[REKS]

Too proud to be mere locals, vocals across the third stone

Spit my first verse around the time the sun first shone

[Both]

We birth stones, Virtuoso, and Reks Diminisher

Seal it with signature, on ya gravestone

The Finisher

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