Eddie Ill & D.L. - Rhyme Training lyrics

[Verse 1] On a pursuit of a life like a story book saga Math the author, exec. producer and sponsor Who expect fools to conquer And all because I want the mic, I'm lost in mind Constant rhymes that taunt my kind So far fate I resign I design sublime in an ?izzinine? I take you on a transport, deep inside a man sport Honkey keeps the fans caught Yo I command thoughts, strap you like a Jansport Pack the math with rap Verbal attack, reality facts Cause if your strategy slack, look into math, yo that would be phat Yo I intercept when you attempt to tempt And percept the percent of words sent Keeping the herbs bent But herb at me And worse let me just project on my ca**ette Rep on my twin tecks A true vet. who bets d.l. mics training He likes training, keeping the elements relevant Maintaining, yo I'm stating when my game is here I'm reaching out to hear my name in your ear [Chorus] Throughout the span of my life I am Committed to rhyme training, yo I'm rhyme training Throughout the span of my life my man Won't take my song thoroughly and understand [Verse 2] Every area of Rex, relative evidence Living in present tense seemingly represents My rhyme, my dance and my tables, willing able As I climb enhance, never chance mentally stable Fables are told, as long as that sh** sold You behold math bold for the fake to fold Continually conceptualize, cause I bet you and I Until we die, have to define perpetual lies About my culture and how we keep the structure You get cut off in the narc if you're soft brother From a sound foundation, that surrounds sound station Befrowned brown nation, Caucasian Asian conversation Its all a part of breaking, confinements, timeless You find this rhyme twist A remix we fixed so the prefix sits On some born true hip hop sh** Malvern hill top clique Like a Glock "Click Click", I'm fully loaded Exploding lyrics so hear it [Chorus] [Scratching over Math speaking] (Rhyme training, I'm a invent) [Verse 3] This song soldier I told ya, I hold ya with musical exposure Similar to sun at night Sit and write all the copycat raps that bite Sit and write sloppy tracks, stop ya act, come with facts I'm relaxed, keeping balance Yo the only balance, retaliation to challenge And my allowance, defining spirits to flourish Keeping heads nourished, we defeat worthless Yo my purpose to surface the earthless production Rhyme training conjunction, Math coming with something bumping Ill tell you one thing umpteen times I learnt from writing rhymes between lines, time and space I'm a penetrate verbal debates that never hesitate To infiltrate instrumental place that relate Throughout the span of my life my man Won't take my song thoroughly and understand Yo, ha ha