hits mixed in drips of ACid
Its Classic
spits ripped and kicked in traffic
classic..
for those who came before
its classic..
stacked and ready for war
Call it classic.. lyrics that meld with a beat
taking back the streets, with harmonies held in the crease
pelting the weak with flows like dr. shoals get you jelling ya feet
have ya tellin ya peeps about Defiance bringing it back
Was once a lone Emcee now I'm a kingpin of rap
im stringing the facts.. with no auto tunes cloudin the noise
Classic raps rapped.. the wack i proudly avoid
i was bound to destroy.. these walls built to hold me
Soulie being the only person with the will of Gold leaf
A & Rs can't Control me.. I'ma say what i say
fuck a power play, Ima electrify and light up the stage
Fighting with rage.. and lyrical skills with eloquence
never mellow with the evidence of my benevolence
raps and gold I'm melding it… but not teeth or jewelry
who it be? Defiance man!! i am what you USED TO BE
no ones as cool as me… rappers deny it but its the truth
flip the script? shit i grab a page and flip the booth!!
the gift of youth… cause the games been aging since the 90s
entrenched and grimey now glamours glittery wit glitz an shiney
no sense of timing… so I'm here to put flow to Word
and Show the earth.. that hip hops still alive with a golden verse
They call it classic...
hits mixed in drips of ACid
Its Classic
spits ripped and kicked in traffic
classic..
for those who came before
its classic..
stacked and ready for war
its classic bringing back that 2pac and biggie type shit
paying homage to the best while i write that tight script
i fight the tight grip... on the game by these skill-less bafoons
baffle um, tackle um and let this illness resume
the realest Platoon.. one man army a man on a mission
will work on more later
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