sa-roc - holy el lyrics
mirror mirror tell me who the flyest in the land
with a spear and a bag of magic inside her hands
soothsayers, preachers, and the oracles have seen the plan
if roc was on the blueprint then tell me how you challenge that?
been stylin on em since apache dropped that sugar hill
i’m medical grade and your rhymes are like a sugar pill, sugar chill
it dont have to be a battle
??shouldn’t well??
if you talkin reckless imma show you how my trigger feel
spit like an uzi squeal
sh+lls from my jew+els will turn some sheep into a terror cell
pipe bombs with fairy tales
radicals from heaven’s gates will give the churches holy h+ll
bow before the holy el
i’ll be draped in holy veils
rode around my halo while they hate on how i’m cold as h+ll
tell me how you really feel
say it with your chest
you could find me writin rhymes with dali lamas ?after rest?
mirror mirror tell me who the dopest on the mic
the 5 footer
redbone raised in congress heights
the southside cross the river where the monsters bite
where street code turn the good to bad the wrongs to right
i seen things that most folks never could come back from
but i had to suck it up
call me dyson vacuum
that was ‘fore i knew i was divine
call it act 1
now they ask you who the god
and you say there the black one
back when rap was in the park i was in the ethers
plottin my entrance in the game
tunin up my speakers
cleanin up my sneakers
twistin up my locs and take my place in front the bleachers
see i’m the first draft pick and it’s my winning season
when its feasible i’ll take you as apprentice young believer
but unreasonable to think you’ll make the finish underachiever
this race is for the veterans
you can find me paintin s a roc in henna with the
??bedwans??
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