Unorthodox Yo wasup my n***a this is Jay Caliber Spitting lyrical untouchable substantial f**ing matter Verbally slaying lives with an excalibur Im an unbeatable king, call me Arthur Who's next, to grab the mic so he can snap your f**ing neck Your flows are not, accurate, like the Aztecs I suggest quit, practice, and make progress But for now invest in 50, bullet proof vests Im loading the chamber, with pure lyricism Strapping C4's to your body call it terrorism Blown up, by humanism and some moralism Not a devilish act, f** satanism Never selling my soul, to reach a simple goal I know, i can get around every obstacle Didn't you know, this brotha has the coldest flow Only 16 imagine when im older though Flows overdosing, im k**ing everything Im the offspring, of all the legend MC's Listen closely, im slaying rappers grossly Im at my highest degree, your still undersea Lyrics giving low blows out of this world Your speaking regular words, I'm speaking metaphors I'd never overexpose these sk**s that i hold I'd rather enclose my self and hope nobody knows No co*kyness, pure f**ing confidence I know I'm onto something, something so immense Living the right way, call it commonsense I been rapping since Bin Laden's dispense Finally out there, but people don't care People unaware, of the talent thats there People more aware of talentless millionaires I would like to declare a rapping warfare Dropping more bars than a f**ing state prison Imprisoned in my own mind, so I'm not living Trinna get my thoughts together so I'm always grieving Never believing in the negative only achieving Wide open mind, with pure optimism Show your true colors like a light through a prism Be who you truly are or you'll witness criticism Pay close attention and decode my lyricism Because my verses contain, subliminal... Messages, that your brain, wouldn't be able to hold Unless you want to slowly gain pain in the f**ing skull Follow the rules, like an imprisoned criminal I've been convicted once or twice for beating the beat Feeling no sympathy, no mercy, not even grief The beats bleeding out, quickly losing heartbeats Put the beat in the casket, bury it 6 feet deep No resurrection, this is the disinfection Of talentless infections trinna be a damn reflection Of legendary MC's at their perfection This is my interjection towards other n***as predilection Don't you get it? I hate the f**ing industry flow They don't know how to rap these n***as borrow flows They recycle and reuse so they never grow Keeping the world green, wait... No, their smoking it all Now your mad cause I'm honest f** what you think Im just being me, while k**ing the f**ing beats Must be the reason why hating a** n***as love me Call it jealousy or envy its the same thing Don't forget I'm just typical, individual But when it comes to rapping im just too f**ing lyrical A bit satirical, well who cares cause i k** it all You don't like me? Well careful thats a mouthful