WYLDKARDE
[Verse 1: Sid Madrid
Flow unexpected
The rap version of Prince/
I serve 'em plates of pancakes/
While I'm murdering spit/
Two lines in the verse, no other version of Sid/
Caged in with green leaves/
Green tea and set free/
Drink Absinthe and breath kerosene/
Buy a new cooler with new flow/
We mean business, so what is this?/
We strive for greatness, scream for vengeance/
....
Wearing Fran Drescher nanny spitters/
Sitting and pretending/
Stop faking the funk and wrap it up, B/
While Sid and the dudes come through
Hashing up blunts in trees/
I'm wavelengths above you/
Catch me on a ...
Green lifestyle a mile high above the sea...
[Verse 2: U.T.I.C.A.]
I'm on another level than these other n***as/
You ain't trying to work and I ain't f**ing with you/
Mask on, now I'm k**ing everything/
So crank the track and let the record bang/
... leave these n***as way behind/
Take your main b**h, lay her down and make her mine/
You just a lame-witch/
I'm the same sh**/
I hear you talking dog, but I don't speak your language/
....
Think I'm playing n***a, we can make arrangements/
My n***a Cracker out in Beijing/
Cause he be throwing red flags like the regime...
[Verse 3: Solace Zeta]
Watch me charge like cards in the hands of Gambit dammit planned-it/
To be in ferocious,-explosive,-emissions/
It's futuristic-weaponry, militaristic-deception-be exceptionally effective when connected to the compulsive-it's-convulsive-depiction/
Is considerably, literally like a d**h-spasm once the best-has-'em, grabs-‘em, stabs-'em, orgasms & acid dabs-'em, These repulsive,-corrosive-conditions/
I'm feeling are necessary, for dealing with adversaries/
That can't fathom-it/
Who's vocabularies are inadequate/
I ain't having-it/
With worn-percussion & conformed-production/
That lacks form-or-function unlike my performed-discussion/
As I make-clear/
Measure for measure like Shakespeare/
Feel the pressure & tension like Winston Churchill/
Ill,-time-herb-hits & still-rhyme-words-wit' purple/
May seem-amazed trembling simpletons, face resembling a teen-age mutant ninja turtle/
Green-with-envy ‘cause their scene-is-empty/
While I'm speaking verbal game in circles/
Same as 800 meters leaping hurdles/
With a master's-words and afterwards sticking thick vixen chicks-in girdles/
Who gurgle swallowing my submersible/
Following universal, laws like cause-&-effect/
Pause-for-a-sec & take it all personal/
Then smile-hard/knowing I'm versatile as a Wyldkarde…