Om - World Tree lyrics

[Verse 1] My methods take heads back like Sam Beckett Respected for the angle I bring to the game So my name resonates and reverberates Play the game till I get the service ace, like the murder rates My intellect gained me a lot of respect But you haters need a muzzle for the side of your neck If you're about progress, we gotta connect Tax cats like funds coming outta your check See we try to get that global acclaim take over the game Have the whole world knowing the name Kyle put the beat on, so Ran put the heat on Reppin' till infinity and beyond, we on Another level like 7th gen, we never been Scared to forcefeed cats that medicine Plug your headphones up then let us in We used to get it in, blowing on connector pins [Chorus] It started with the roots then we take it to the trunk Branches to jazz to punk rock to funk The seeds are the leaves that blow through the breeze And thus the completion of the world tree (2x) [Verse 2] I'm like colt seavers, but don't tote heaters Don't smoke neither, cd, no features Left the block and beat all the odds Who's the boss? I left Jon Charles in charge So we felt the growing pains, took the slower lanes Give me a break? I'd overdose Novocain Perfect strangers, I never did know her name Now we bosom buddies, cause family matters Moonlighting as a 30 something rapper It's a different world, they say you won't be a factor Cause the rap game's like a full house Everybody wants a dynasty since the greats rolled out The wonder years are long gone You need a New Heart to compete or you gotta strong arm We got family ties, life goes on Knotts Landing on the dome, but we still hold on [Chorus 2x] In the beginning, it started with the DJ He looped the breaks so we could hear the beat play And while it played, the b-boys danced And the poppers popped and left the crowd in a trance Eventually the parties started to grow And they needed someone to control the flow A cat picked up the mic, and that's when it happened He started scatting and later it was called rapping Then it got bigger than they ever imagined It turned into street education and fashion, and Now the little shorties say it all the time And a whole bunch of them swear they know how to rhyme But the mystery, is the history And with it than we could see consistency Cause back in the days it was all good fun Might mention a gun, but nobody had one And now they say its out of control A tree grew in the Bronx and it spread across the globe Too big to knock it, too thick to chop it Tell me who profits, we can't even stop it [Chorus 2x]