Marching On
Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 4:10 am
This is the beat that this goes to (the first verse starts at 00:24):
http://www.shadowville.com/?s=marching+on
I'm unstoppable....I'm colossal.
It'd be impossible for me to fall or topple, Rap's Apostle
A mythological horseman, A beacon of war like I'm Apollo
the only remnants of competition will be their fossils
Behold, the execution of lyrical evolution
a student fluent in music with a no-fear resolution (I'm Provin)
that there is no one better than me
no one on my space-shuttle level, I orbit earthly emcees
a celestial force with the illest syllable sword
kill ordinary foes with supervillain Venom-ous scorn
I'll wield my flow like a blade, that'll sever your veins
while my metaphors attack your ears, my lyrics dagger your brain
I'm skilled in every domain, our range differential?
I mean, you're average, half a fraction of my talent exponential
the best you've got is potential, so don't cause any friction
just admit, don't plead the fifth, there's no one nicer with spittin
(verse 2)
There has never been an obstacle I could not overcome
21 years of hurdles and I leaped over Everyone
I'ma lyrical arsonist setting fires with my tongue
hotter than a volcano on the equator of the sun
None better, more clever, there's no comparing this guy
yes I'm "alarmingly gifted"...ain't that a "scary surprise"
sharpened my skills on curved knives, intellectual mind
and when I rap the PH Level's like negative nine
I spit acidic rhymes, from the first kick til the snare swells
I'm not just "tackling" topics, I'm "tearing ACL's"
Instrumentals get railed when my train of thought starts it engine
I'm part Indian, I'll scalp tracks then eat the beat's tendon
Killin with ill spit, slick scrawled heiroglyphics
I'll criss cross Chris Paul without a ball, I'm ballistic
Quick Draw the Prolific, painting ageless ancient phrases
from pages on stages, just to be specific
http://www.shadowville.com/?s=marching+on
I'm unstoppable....I'm colossal.
It'd be impossible for me to fall or topple, Rap's Apostle
A mythological horseman, A beacon of war like I'm Apollo
the only remnants of competition will be their fossils
Behold, the execution of lyrical evolution
a student fluent in music with a no-fear resolution (I'm Provin)
that there is no one better than me
no one on my space-shuttle level, I orbit earthly emcees
a celestial force with the illest syllable sword
kill ordinary foes with supervillain Venom-ous scorn
I'll wield my flow like a blade, that'll sever your veins
while my metaphors attack your ears, my lyrics dagger your brain
I'm skilled in every domain, our range differential?
I mean, you're average, half a fraction of my talent exponential
the best you've got is potential, so don't cause any friction
just admit, don't plead the fifth, there's no one nicer with spittin
(verse 2)
There has never been an obstacle I could not overcome
21 years of hurdles and I leaped over Everyone
I'ma lyrical arsonist setting fires with my tongue
hotter than a volcano on the equator of the sun
None better, more clever, there's no comparing this guy
yes I'm "alarmingly gifted"...ain't that a "scary surprise"
sharpened my skills on curved knives, intellectual mind
and when I rap the PH Level's like negative nine
I spit acidic rhymes, from the first kick til the snare swells
I'm not just "tackling" topics, I'm "tearing ACL's"
Instrumentals get railed when my train of thought starts it engine
I'm part Indian, I'll scalp tracks then eat the beat's tendon
Killin with ill spit, slick scrawled heiroglyphics
I'll criss cross Chris Paul without a ball, I'm ballistic
Quick Draw the Prolific, painting ageless ancient phrases
from pages on stages, just to be specific