Still A Champion
Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 12:43 pm
(You're only as complex as you try to be - plex)
yo, I'm elevatin-my-sights, to the unsafest-of-heights, plex's ratings-have-spiked-to-ten
recreated-my-hype, chasin-the-lights-again, like a snake waitin-to-strike-with-pens
as great-as-I-write, for-them, when i'm faced-with-a-mic, is-when, I'm not able-to-rap
the cable-has-snapped, the age-old fable-is-back, I'm labeled-as-wack, its half racial-in-fact
I should cover my face-with-a-mask, we go from the future straight-to-the-past
but let's be faithful-to-facts, I cradled-this-craft, waxed some very inspirational-tracks
did an olley over the generational-gap, but in this industry it pays-to-be-black
its basically-math, besides if ur shady-or-asher roth, there is no escapin-this-path
I'm just takin-it-fast, as I wait-to-be-lapped, being patient, as I brace-for-the-crash
a fatal-collapse, i ain't even safe-in-the-back, they placed-me-in-last, i'm racin-the-pack
I wanted to rake-in-the-cash, but the industry is Samuel L Jackson they gave-me-the-shaft
how amazin-is-that, random-selection, I was made-to-adapt, my fans hand-me-a-wesson
to see how crazy-I-act, they are the ones enhancin-my-weapons, now I'm playin-with-ghatz
champ-and-a-legend,how are you suppose-to-battle-me, I'm the same person who wrote-finality
on a few occasions, a close-reality, I have lines that last-forever, without the coke-analogy
stacking-cheddar, a gross-mentality, back-and-better, fast-and-clever, with rapid-letters
Still a champion...you can't question my rise...
all that is left is my second demise..
correcting the lies..as I bless with the rhymes..
that only I can express, yes, its death on my mind..
what kind of legend am I, when I met the rest and defied..
but on my quest, testified that I was less than these guys..
I'm only as basic or as complex as I try...
I have to suggest, I'm still a champion..the best one alive..
I only have half-the-leverage, of a rich-man, mastered this rap-endeavour, without a fix-plan
I'll write-the-fate, of this pissed-stan, these biting-snakes, slip into the quix-sand
like the united-states, in afghanistan, track-for-track, you don't got me, hand-to-hand
I'm able-to-wrist-lock, I break-toes-with-this-drop, waste-no-scripts, make-no-pit-stop
i'm the whole mattress if your a staple-for-hip-hop, I commit crimes-ballistically
"I'm A Champion 2" defines-the-missing-piece, I rhyme the kind-of-shit-you-see
in sci-fi, with a mind-for-history, each line is timed-specifically, designed-terrifically
with an outline, hieroglyphically, you might die-inexplicitely, if you decide-to-spit-with-me
I-will-rip-MC's with ease, I'm on a higher-cliff, 180 degrees, that is about the size-of-it
hot-flows, have the expertise in this enviroment, fire-quick, something like a pirate
diss me, go on, try-it, a whole thread-of-rhyming, they say that my legends-dying
so instead-of-trying, i'm going to spread-my-diamonds, light years ahead-of-myans
axes in the battle field, heads-are-flying, I'm wired wrong, forget-complying
I'm electrifying, check-the-timing, u have at best a split second to get-a-line-in
rectifying-the-game, exercising-your-brain, you thought I'd supress-this-fire-man
you best-retire, get an entire-plan, I'll blow up the spot, like macgyver-can, next I'll try-iran
Still a champion...you can't question my rise...
all that is left is my second demise..
correcting the lies..as I bless with the rhymes..
that only I can express, yes, its death on my mind..
what kind of legend am I, when I met the rest and defied..
but on my quest, testified that I was less than these guys..
I'm only as basic or as complex as I try...
I have to suggest, I'm still a champion..the best one alive..
A tyrannical michael angelo, I'm a champion, rhymes are mechnical, Rambo, flow is exandable
one cameo, and I-show, I can stand-with-pros, on demand, like I ain't a fan-of-HBO
when the hammer-hits, I switch to my glamour-shit, the champ-is-sick, he can't-be-missed
I'm going to revamp-my-spits, the one I plan-to-pick is politically incorrect, a perfect candidate
Where I Stand 2010, dust off that old manuscript, to be honest, I might have to blast-a-tech
cause Ruckus, with a Chainsaw, for Mass-Effect, use that blade to slash-your-neck
after-death, you're still not past-complex, to bite myself, let me set-this-straight
I'm Warren G, here to regulate, but under the surface I'm boiling like a magnetic-plate
you must have a genetic-trait to emulate pathetic-fake losers without poetic-taste
at any-rate, I can accelerate, elevate the game to a level it would never-make like its featherweight
like jon I should dead-a-kate, I would beat every-great rapper that you'd ever-face
generate petty-hate because I resonate, in many-ways, I'm a Renegade, forever-great
i should get-with-drake, escalate like the escalade, step-on-stage, stressed-with-rage
weapon-raised, directly-aimed, in life there is no real lessons-gained, success-is-strange
to me nothing means less-than-fame, let-the-game, judge my every-reign, in affect-the-same
take every title I have yet-to-claim, just bless-my-name, complex, until his death, the best-remains..
yo, I'm elevatin-my-sights, to the unsafest-of-heights, plex's ratings-have-spiked-to-ten
recreated-my-hype, chasin-the-lights-again, like a snake waitin-to-strike-with-pens
as great-as-I-write, for-them, when i'm faced-with-a-mic, is-when, I'm not able-to-rap
the cable-has-snapped, the age-old fable-is-back, I'm labeled-as-wack, its half racial-in-fact
I should cover my face-with-a-mask, we go from the future straight-to-the-past
but let's be faithful-to-facts, I cradled-this-craft, waxed some very inspirational-tracks
did an olley over the generational-gap, but in this industry it pays-to-be-black
its basically-math, besides if ur shady-or-asher roth, there is no escapin-this-path
I'm just takin-it-fast, as I wait-to-be-lapped, being patient, as I brace-for-the-crash
a fatal-collapse, i ain't even safe-in-the-back, they placed-me-in-last, i'm racin-the-pack
I wanted to rake-in-the-cash, but the industry is Samuel L Jackson they gave-me-the-shaft
how amazin-is-that, random-selection, I was made-to-adapt, my fans hand-me-a-wesson
to see how crazy-I-act, they are the ones enhancin-my-weapons, now I'm playin-with-ghatz
champ-and-a-legend,how are you suppose-to-battle-me, I'm the same person who wrote-finality
on a few occasions, a close-reality, I have lines that last-forever, without the coke-analogy
stacking-cheddar, a gross-mentality, back-and-better, fast-and-clever, with rapid-letters
Still a champion...you can't question my rise...
all that is left is my second demise..
correcting the lies..as I bless with the rhymes..
that only I can express, yes, its death on my mind..
what kind of legend am I, when I met the rest and defied..
but on my quest, testified that I was less than these guys..
I'm only as basic or as complex as I try...
I have to suggest, I'm still a champion..the best one alive..
I only have half-the-leverage, of a rich-man, mastered this rap-endeavour, without a fix-plan
I'll write-the-fate, of this pissed-stan, these biting-snakes, slip into the quix-sand
like the united-states, in afghanistan, track-for-track, you don't got me, hand-to-hand
I'm able-to-wrist-lock, I break-toes-with-this-drop, waste-no-scripts, make-no-pit-stop
i'm the whole mattress if your a staple-for-hip-hop, I commit crimes-ballistically
"I'm A Champion 2" defines-the-missing-piece, I rhyme the kind-of-shit-you-see
in sci-fi, with a mind-for-history, each line is timed-specifically, designed-terrifically
with an outline, hieroglyphically, you might die-inexplicitely, if you decide-to-spit-with-me
I-will-rip-MC's with ease, I'm on a higher-cliff, 180 degrees, that is about the size-of-it
hot-flows, have the expertise in this enviroment, fire-quick, something like a pirate
diss me, go on, try-it, a whole thread-of-rhyming, they say that my legends-dying
so instead-of-trying, i'm going to spread-my-diamonds, light years ahead-of-myans
axes in the battle field, heads-are-flying, I'm wired wrong, forget-complying
I'm electrifying, check-the-timing, u have at best a split second to get-a-line-in
rectifying-the-game, exercising-your-brain, you thought I'd supress-this-fire-man
you best-retire, get an entire-plan, I'll blow up the spot, like macgyver-can, next I'll try-iran
Still a champion...you can't question my rise...
all that is left is my second demise..
correcting the lies..as I bless with the rhymes..
that only I can express, yes, its death on my mind..
what kind of legend am I, when I met the rest and defied..
but on my quest, testified that I was less than these guys..
I'm only as basic or as complex as I try...
I have to suggest, I'm still a champion..the best one alive..
A tyrannical michael angelo, I'm a champion, rhymes are mechnical, Rambo, flow is exandable
one cameo, and I-show, I can stand-with-pros, on demand, like I ain't a fan-of-HBO
when the hammer-hits, I switch to my glamour-shit, the champ-is-sick, he can't-be-missed
I'm going to revamp-my-spits, the one I plan-to-pick is politically incorrect, a perfect candidate
Where I Stand 2010, dust off that old manuscript, to be honest, I might have to blast-a-tech
cause Ruckus, with a Chainsaw, for Mass-Effect, use that blade to slash-your-neck
after-death, you're still not past-complex, to bite myself, let me set-this-straight
I'm Warren G, here to regulate, but under the surface I'm boiling like a magnetic-plate
you must have a genetic-trait to emulate pathetic-fake losers without poetic-taste
at any-rate, I can accelerate, elevate the game to a level it would never-make like its featherweight
like jon I should dead-a-kate, I would beat every-great rapper that you'd ever-face
generate petty-hate because I resonate, in many-ways, I'm a Renegade, forever-great
i should get-with-drake, escalate like the escalade, step-on-stage, stressed-with-rage
weapon-raised, directly-aimed, in life there is no real lessons-gained, success-is-strange
to me nothing means less-than-fame, let-the-game, judge my every-reign, in affect-the-same
take every title I have yet-to-claim, just bless-my-name, complex, until his death, the best-remains..