Mr. Complex - Not Your Ordinary lyrics

[Verse One: Mr. Complex] After all, these years I core finally came through Now I got it, what? The power It's like kinetic I just sit back and let it Flower up And bouquet for all those dead Sick in the head mother [?] Ow yeah, touche Un garde, here you are It's a lyrical scar for you It's like a lick on tattoo It's gas cause your raps pa** initiation Don't front Whichever which way you facing I see you, it fits you, like a brand new Mitsu-bishi, [?] like you're a**orted Mixed up, wishy washy, whoopsy daisy Topsy turvy, I got your goggles glossy [?] to rhyme will make you say, "Oh sh**, I lose it." That's how I does my music No wack rhymes make it through I got a fresh phrase filter So check out what I'm gonna do for you, my man If you wanna be an MC, crazy nice with no flaws Three payments of $19.99 it could be yours C'mon you can't beat it, them is crackhead prices With Complex inflation faced with the crisis See I could be a creature of whim But for some strange reason I just don't sound like them I'm so nice I get mad It's a crucial situation when you pen me with the pad [Hook: Mr. Complex] Hold up, freeze See these are not your ordinary three MC's You catch a brain freeze Hold your main squeeze This is not a tease Please, believe, these are not your ordinary three MC's These are not your ordinary three MC's This is not a tease Hold your main squeeze You catch a brain freeze See these are not your ordinary three MC's [Verse Two: Apani B. Fly] Can't recall toward the misty morn' In the midst of calm, atmosphere quite warm Glistening from steam Perceive active energy from radio beams Now sense is unusually keen All seem norm as I peep the scene Initiated exercises in breathing To keep spiritually clean Pa** through the realm of well Sad settled nestled in the crater of supreme Clearance of interference is an e-fficient machine The league Are sailing in this monopoly partially cause I never copy Who want this hot property? Can only, cop it from me Dead silly fantasies and outdated dreams Must make immediate goals succeed Believe it constantly need achievement My core comes frequent Master of redefining my meaning Mistress of mysterious sequence The mortal plane is my residence But we got to overcome it Multiply in size, instantly rise and hover above it [Hook] [Verse Three: Shabaam Sahdeeq] Some got game, some got lyrics to back they name Some got fame, some got cash, it's all the same Some got locked, some got they spot taken over Some got blacked out, lights out, party over Some got a job, some got to hustle and steal and rob Some rocks they real hair, fingernails and eyes Who got something to say? Step up and speak your mind Cause I'ma speak mine, blow the spot one time Throw your palms up, reach for the sky Clutch a cloud, bring it down Throw in your swerve kid, work your ground Ferris Wheel style, still holding it down Nothing changed but nickles and dimes I bust mine We blend, come taste it laced like daiquiri's Actually, we raise the stakes constantly You gambling, when you mic handling against we Three the hard way, get diced by wordplay [Hook]