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You own this
I ain't a rapper, I'm a psychic link
And my mind can think quicker than your eyes can blink.
It might leave your head spinning like I spiked your drink
And by the time you come around you'll be inclined to think
That I'm a R, A, double-P, E, R, we are a different breed
You can't get within 6 degrees.
'Cause we don't move in them British hip hop circles,
We move quiet, leave a mark like crop circles, dude.
So don't confuse us with the regular,
Delusionists are cooler than the Boomerang Nebula.
Statements are too cold, straight from The Loop Hole,
Aimed at the fakers who hate when the truth's told.
No respect for them frauds,
I don't look the part but from the head to the balls
I relentlessly rep for the cause.
But it's like you gotta clap somebody just to get some applause round here.
My life's like a movie, admittedly a rubbish one, yes
But I'm a star nonetheless.
I'm James Bond without the guns and sex,
You know that undercover cunt that everyone detests.
That don't make no sense, but you think I give a monkeys?
I ain't getting paid for this.
All I'm getting is a Kit Kat Chunky, a bag full of skunk
And a promise I can rap over the remix of Trunk Rattle.
So this ain't my fault, it's Ben's.
I'm only doing this 'cause he ain't got no other friends
Except for the Invizible and we don't give a shit about who's the most lyrical
I'll literally shit on you.
So spiteful it's borderline delightful.
I was in it for the craic, now I've had a pipe full.
I only rap 'cause I got fuck all better to do
And not to prove that I'm better than you. But it's true.
Me and you we are not the same.
Maybe you're confused by the rocks and chain.
Or maybe you was thinking that 'cause I'm always linking with fly chicks,
You could walk a mile in my Nike kicks?
Wait, don't get it wrong, you ain't on my echelon mate.
I probably own the pavemnet you're stepping on.
Great King Hektah got real estate
But ain't changed one bit - I'm still real estate.
And you couldn't compare in your dreams,
Got a wallet so thick pockets tear at the seams.
And I got it all through nefarious means
Like trafficking, extortion and various schemes.
I used to carry a gun and sold dope
'Til I realised that rap is money for old rope,
And you can chat shit every friggin' day.
You don't believe me? Rewind this, that's exhibit A.
from Prolusion Plus,
released May 3, 2010
Ed Strong (the beat); Ben Black (the 1st verse); PITMO (the 2nd verse); King Hektah (the 3rd verse)