Estee Nack - Vision of Excellence lyrics

[intro Tragic Allies Yeah, yeah, we together With Cormega One of the best ever [Verse 1: Purpose] My squad will get you And prove that you artificial Marauders kidnapping daughters From fathers who not official For starters I brought a pistol Hit you with alot of missles Sticks stones will break bones Bullets will scar your tissue Spitting is not the issue My mission isn't to shoot you Or sitting up in a prison My business decision's crucial Rapping is what I'm used to Hustling's in my nature Flipping scripts Or flip bricks Someone is going to hate 'ya Money coming in plenty Twenties, fifties and Bennies But still I'm feeling stingy Give panhandlers pennies Can't stand to defend me One of you do offend me Rappers be getting oscars but really deserving emmys Pretenders, fakers and actors Demonstrators in jackets Disguised as being rappers But no mistaking the factors 1 you b**h, 2 you lame, 3 you got a foolish name 4 you snitch, 5 you came hanging out with dude's the same Use a brain [Hook] Check this rhyme that I perfected Vision of excellence Precise rapping ability Oscar award winning Your sh** I'm bored with it I've been lyrically inclined Since I thought about a rhyme Let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all about [Verse 2: Estee Nack] Yow I don't even know what else to say It's been a minute since I felt this way Making a rapper melt away I'm about to spray Vomit It ain't no playtime I stay climate Chop them with a blade that was made diamond Put a hole in you Where were you and your whack friends Because my mind's my nine My pen is my mach ten Listen Don't ever disrespect a man And repeat offenses I don't I recommend You definitely don't want to get checked again We higher level rhyming Rappers grab their pen and get writers block like Do I really have to come after him? My verse is scripture like Christ's birth in Bethlehem And fans like the pharaohees you shouldn't mess with them p**y hole rappers Fans turning robbers Check them in the street and watch a man turn vagina Nack I'll be sitting back in my recliner Smoking marijuana writing versions Rocking clothes that designer [Hook] [Verse 3: Cormega] My vision of excellence Reveals a lyrical perfectionist It's evident when Mega spit Theroness will everquest I pull up in that seven On some mellow sh** Confident under pressure yet My performance is effortless Leaving deeper prejudice a test Though executives slept on it My mentality empowered me to never quit I remain competitive Even when my name is mentioned as one of the greatest lyricist that ever lived Mega is a writer like Dondi rise you like Gandhi A fighter like Ali inspired by Heart beats gone B Beats hidden inside me since the nineties With crime scenes that have me on remote control Now my mind's free The maintain elevator make sure the kids are safe And live life to the fullest knowing d**h awaits I write bars that are real hard to imitate Many a**imilate but they could never get it straight [Hook]