AC - How Unique lyrics

[Intro: A.C.] East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo The best yo, the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo It's special, unique [Verse 1: A.C.] Not the average, far from being similar Or criminal minded, subliminal rhyme, you'll never find it You'll never find another quite as original As I, I'm like a hebrew speaking a negro spiritual I'm motivated, mostly hated by generations Of rap fans who don't know how it was all created I am, the last breathing testament Of rap breeding excellence,never last or even second in A competition, on a mission, for honor and digits Spit a photo that's vivid, of landscapes frigid A.C., I'm like an air conditioning system The heir to this pimpin', be aware of this pimpin' Before you compare, there's some layers to this n***a Your girl at home, heel wearing, preparing for this n***a And I, simply put, give her whatever she need, Whatever the beat,notice I'm potent and rather unique [Hook:] [DJ scratches] Why I'm rather unique [X9] [Verse 2: A.C. ] Do or die, not accustomed to a suit and tie But walking around without a pound of clout is suicide Forever single, because to mingle with women you need more than some singles (huh) It's kinda crazy ain't it Pen to paint brush, picture what I've painted A colorful canvas of candids in the making Portraits of people in cold cities wearing beanies Or sitting pretty in the city in their newest Lamborghinis See me, I'm so special, peculiar even But even if I'm odd, my medulla's scheming Pete Rock produced this, AZ exclusive But AC, I enter to insert my two cents Only appropriate to a**ociate me with abnormal I'm not talking opiates or that corner But bigger picture, with scriptures drunk off elixirs As i tackle this beat, the technique is rather unique [Hook] [Verse 3: A.C.] Rather unique, verbal speech, not off the herbal leaf But witness how I'm lifted, twisted like the urban streets Revenge is sweet, so after victory,my enemies are history No need to worry about a thing Dreams of signing to atlantic writing on the whiteboard In cla**, til' life turned mechanic like a cyborg Don't panic, far from satanic, prayers to my lord I swear that I'm music and nobody is on my chord You're an eye sore, from i saw as i soar With my boys, and we just fly up, higher Who else u know with acapellas, that make em jog to shelters Might make em rondo (run though), like point guard of the celtics Call me selfish, slightly an originator But az was doing this back when ac was a baby player Innovator,unusually turning lunacy, to lucrative Escaped out rap's safe house a fugitive How Unique [Hook:] [Outro] East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo The best yo, the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo So special, so special East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo East Coast to West Coast, his flow's the best yo Now let's go, let's go