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prime-one - the hat trick a capella lyrics

1st verse

lo and behold,look at who the cat dragged
back in from out the snow and the cold
it’s the return of the lyrical mack
on to the scene and he still be goin’ for gold
feels good to be back rhyming
kind of felt like i was flat lining
then,”clear!” got hit with a few joules
and revived at exact timing
been a while since i last dropped
didn’t want to leave and put listeners in the
position of being on the edge of a cliff
or be left to twist in the wind
life threw me some hard blows
a bevy of vicious h-ts to the chin
a couple of resounding shots to the gut
and a flurry of kicks to the shin
but i kept on writing,never givin’
up even when i was tempted to quit ’cause i
couldn’t get what i had out to the world,my
wallet and account were empty as sh-t
and it felt like i was shelved too long that my
shelf life came to the end of its ticks
that it appeared to make more sense for
me to declare surrender and split
how in the h-ll could i bow when i
still got a ‘fire in the belly’ no zantac’s
got a ghost of a chance at putting out
my ‘heart burns’ too hot for the d-mn craft
fuelling the flame is the fact that
years after my last release,the fans ask
when i’m gonna give ’em new tracks
lookin’ for them ‘bars’ like i got ’em hooked on xanax
they want to see the man back in his domain
doin’ his thing ’cause they know he maintains
a high level and standard of lyrical
output and a willingness to take pains
to hit ’em with something matchin’ the
power and the force of a freight train,and give ’em
raps that incite a bit of insight or
like p-ssed off old folks,that’ll ‘raise cain’
now that i’m here,i plan on
goin’ ‘nowhere’ like a nudist,long as the
dude in the dark cloak,carryin’ a scythe
don’t come sayin’ “let’s do this”
i’m good for a few more alb-ms
so it’s ‘goin’ down’ like two chicks that are not
into d-cks,better get used to this or
else i’mma be a big nuisance,for the
ones that have just tuned in,let me
fill you in on what you missed,one of the
most ill and original syllable spittin’
individuals ever in this genre of music
who mixed integrity and humor
with candidness and some hubris
and produced a body of work that makes
most of my compet-tors sound so useless
in the pudding’s where the proof is,did a few
mixtapes that’s superior in substance
to a lot of projects dropped by acts that are
backed by major label budgets,so
i ain’t got to ‘thump’ my chest like a r-t-rd
sayin’ that my sh-t’s more ‘tight’ than a swim cap
the evidence eliminates it bein’ a
notion that i come ‘sharp’ with the syntax
ever since oh-six,never settled for less
than pen game prominence,baby
now i’m the best that is reppin’ the north
all up ‘on a track’ since donovan bailey
and this right here’s for the annals of time
one for addition to the history books
y’all want to see it in the making,then it’s best
right now for you to listen and look

2nd verse

seen a lot of names that have been comin’ around
runnin’ hip-hop six feet under the ground
p-wns of the machine that are pushed on the m-sses
with the intention of dumbin’ ’em down
heard cats claimin’ to go ‘hard in the paint’
but ain’t showin’ they go hard with a pen
sayin’ dictionary rap’s p-sse to
justify their weak bars for them ends
which offends me some ’cause i got a predilection
for bein’ a wordsmith who can rhyme
“sesquipedalian” and “mesopotamian” and
k!ll it with the nerd sh-t,perhaps the
repugnance to sophistication derives from an
inability to write raps that
diametrically oppose their regular flows that are chock
full of vapidity and claptrap
mainstream is the lame stream and ain’t
too many acts the ‘heads are gonna co-sign
especially if they wear women’s apparel or
use “swag” like it’s still oh-nine
what the f-ck do i know,though? despite the
fact that i’ve got dope lines and my flow shines
my skin color makes me a visitor in this
proverbial house,so is it cool that i opine
on the state of an innovation that wasn’t
in the first place my race’s creation?
maybe not,but i love it and respect the
hercs and melle mels for layin’ the foundation
swear to the ‘lord,’ not the god above
but jamar that,when i came in the door,it was
never my aim to rearrange any furniture
in the digs or try to change the decor
but the house ain’t lookin’ the same as before
no thanks to the b-mblin’ twits
that have been defacing the place with their
ringtone raps on down to the mumblin’ sh-t
if i had plans to alter the house,they’d
be to bring it back to its older shape,that’s
why i stay on my steph curry
to see rap back in its ‘golden state’
y’all lames lack bar ac-men,you are
basically rap kardashians,can’t even
‘keep up with’ you ‘slow’ types,this is
something i’ve dashed far past you in
only reason you’re in the spotlight is
’cause you’re getting ‘props’ like a movie set,the
ones that are holding you up like a crutch
not where everyone’s givin’ you respect
“prime-one,you are just mad that so-and-so is
knockin’ the charts and gettin’ their cake up
you are nothing more than a hater and another case
of an old f-ck that’s gonna stay stuck in the
days of biggie and ‘pac,you need to accept the
fact the game’s changed and learn to adapt
quit sh-tting on what’s getting us turned up
and get a bit of cream for the ‘burn in your -ss’
you don’t even sound like fans
you come across more like gullible stans,who’ll
see somebody with the wack juice drippin’ and
flock to ’em,ready to guzzle it,d-mn
y’all might be into ridin’ d-cks
maybe even take some pride in it,but
i’ll be d-mned if i sit idly by and let
hip-hop wither and die for sh-t
so i’ve got to come like daniel dumile,a
spitter that’s bringin’ these ‘mfs’ ‘doom,’and
if they ‘blew up’ with a style that ‘blows,’ then i’m
‘blowin’ ’em up’ like semtex (boom!)
turn this b-tch into call of duty
but i won’t ‘play’ with you lil’ freaks,it ain’t
gonna be a ‘game’ when i’m takin’ aim,it’ll
be me goin’ on a ‘k!ll streak’

3rd verse

i do not make music just ’cause i’ve
got a thing for the ‘c-notes’ and them ‘g-strings’
it’s the manufacturing of a track that
in it,elicits a particular kind of feeling
whether in the lab with a pen and pad,lookin’
for the words that align with what is on the mind
or -ssembling the beat for the words,it’s a
process that puts me in a different state of being
but still i’ve got to get my own and
get it through what i most happen to know,i ain’t
finna be a ‘dunce,’ spendin’ the rest of my
natural life with a ‘cap’ on my dough,so
i don’t have time for much interaction
or the patience to be caught in distractions
why some who i know take what i’m doing
personal really is a puzzling reaction
it’s like you are down with me when i’m
willing to put my sh-t down for y’all,but
when i put what i’m doin’ on the front burner
suddenly you ain’t much down at all
should what i’m doin’ ever put me in a spot where the
money is comin’ and i’m baskin’ in the lime
i don’t want to hear from any one of you
askin’ for a dime if your -ss is in a bind
y’all didn’t deem my work to be important
that was your impetus not to be supportive,so
you ain’t gonna get any credit for my ascent
let alone to ever be rewarded,it’ll
just be me and those who had a hand in
helpin’ me rise to a higher elevation
partying it up to the point where we ought to get
yellow flags for ‘excessive celebration’
me abandoning rap to appease
anybody,man,imagine that
that’s about as ‘tall’ of an ‘order’ as shaq at a
mickey d’s,getting him a few big macs
while you’re thinkin’ i’m a selfish -ss,i’m
thinkin’ about stacks and cl-ssic tracks and
puttin’ the city that i was born and raised on the
map,givin’ it a sound that it lacks
and there is no stoppin’ unless i drop
from exhaustion or i’ve exhausted every
one of my wells and i’ve got nothing to offer
but,as long as i stay on and i’m awesome,it’s
impossible for me to walk at all and halt
‘kickin” some -ss like it’s a soccer ball
think that it ain’t,then you’re ‘bat sh-t’ like a
bruce wayne t-rd in a gotham stall

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