M.B. - 2012 lyrics

Verse 1 (Nick Layendecker) This pagent of beauty mc's they sh** drama With clothes like dresses till the devil wears prada We gotta, reexamine and perpatrate the enterprise The revolution has started we got to televise I'm brainwashing with detergent and rap sauce And blow the crowd away now that the caps off I ain't a rap god but, outta these phasads There's nothing I can applaud so quit it cuz I can't nod This sh** that I jot, ink spills the legacy 2Pac and biggie in the heavens they've been testing me And essentially the underground is settling No gold chains and the dull brain accessories I'm ready to burn the edge of the street Going fast as paul walker I'm nothing that you can reach The pastor is here to preach The almighty savior to the game with a set of life lessons to teach Come on Verse 2 (Lyrisin) Im here to break a neck its not a drug that I ain't taken yet//you like a fire drill, i won't even blink if you gonna make a threat//you after green I display a vet who know this play the best//yall must work for reebok, the way you n***as chasin checks//if we met I leave em red I'm a giant over the best//it get rocky and one swing could leave him flying over the fence//yall spit the same trap sh** but yall ain't sloozin the h//playing on softball the only time you move with the base//strangers to basics raising the stakes and im making the statement//plus I'm the architect I just let yall play in the matrix//stay in your places you get booked and start sangin the namin//you playing deal or no deal, you n***as trading your cases//i struggled too long to be sloppy with my style//so the hustle moves dog now im gaudy and i'm vile//if the ratchets flashing at our show it's some thotties in the crowd//if ratchets flashin at your show, it mean i'm leaving bodies on the ground//my excellence can't be modified no precedence that could qualify//i mastered my craft, the eminence leave em mortified//tackled my past, still see my decadence being glorified//it's evident this a homicide, but i left no evidence that would compromise//i slipped the gloves on and the k** was so clean//it's like when he changed his name to a symbol, it was no prince on the scene// dog this sh** is so mean we don't let sh** intervene//dirty sprite 2 blastin while im sippin this lean// Verse 3 (MB) Im back on my grip boy, they left the boy no choice With the heart of a warrior, i'll fight this sh** back to Troy Took my chance with some coins, through the wire to the voice Got wiz khalifa high, now go and ask em, we dem boyz VAs finest, word to the clipse, I been grindin Runnin sh** like V8 engines, ain't nobody ever drive him Nobody behind em, Had to go and flip the divisors Im an eclipse, how the hell they gonna go and outshine em? Can't recline em, I won't sit till im on top of the highest Kickflip off your pedestal, pedal more till my time end Been the flyest since birth, my sh** been auto pilot Ya'll tried to fit in, to kick it, I couldn't rock your designer I send euphoria at your brainwaves, surf em and crash em Bring backup like a cortex, word to cerebral a**a**ins Im jurrasic, you got the mic, think twice when you pa** it Its 3 kings, 3 pyramids, the mayans and the palace