Wale - Rhyme of the Century lyrics

What you know about hip, hop, rhyme of the century Argue bout another man you brothers better mention me Hesitatin instead of ???? I got the polar bears jealous cuz the sh** that I rap I ain't spittin a rap Im just spittin cuz half these n***as just half a** I got meticulous rap Yes half step Not unless I'm intoxicated Everything yall say so pop related Yall ain't bout sh**, yall constipated Yall hear tight sh**, yall confiscate it I spit hot sh** like rhyme for satan My heart can't wait but my mind is patient Yea hip, hop, rhyme of the century My prime hasn't come still time is an enemy Live hip-hop so my rhyme be the d**h of me Rhythm got a plate but my mind got the recipe All the right weaponry in all of my energy Innovative flow with delightful type melody cousin I'm lovin every bit of this moment Backtrack on this track its your vividest moment? Like a picture of poem i could picket it for em You could picture every picture that i picture performin Yea hip, hop, rhyme of the century Rebel with a cause so crime is in front of me Soul isn't lost but you demons is here Exorcise a roll of exorcists the deacon is here And Im blessed to have the benefit to leak in the ears I could overcome a deficit if speakers is clear Yea hip, hop, rhyme of the century These been wave ??? please you can get it free Before I hit my teens OG's use to mention me He gonna be the next thing they gon say to me Half them brothers is wide nosed?? washed up Flat broked dirty and wide nosed Kings to a n***a and I never knew why tho IN the days of black and mild 40s buy those WE still get by tho chicks bad most of them bi tho Bootleggers everywhere i never did buy those Wouldn't pay discount to listen to yall flow City on the map thats the basis of my goal Hip, hop, rhyme of the century Write hot sh**, so we define the penitentiary Sling hot sh**, a n***a got a wicked jump shot Go up in the booth and get it right on the first shot All cap pop rocks always get my dunk blocked Know what time it is every time I hear the drums stop Gunshot call the doc see you live Im upsetting the MD like T.O. did And I see no (b**h) when I look in the mirror I'mma f** the whole game I ain't lookin to marry And the whole city strange man look at our mirror From Ant Williams all the way to Marion Barry Yes hip hop im focused man Resurrecting this rap sh** so you vultures scram And you maggots leave with that trashy speak I give life to the earth Im why gra** is green Can't express it in words not a veteran nah My experience is pretty much irrelevant yall Thats why im calm collect and intelligent My man throw around weight like a medicine ball IM better than yall you can bet the farm on it Hot mixtape sh** you can bet that im on it Respect that im honest i ain't tryna run congress Im just tryna keep it tight so the whites dont corner us Got the right for me to write and keep it tighter than a condom And im strapped if i pop im a certified problem Yes hip, hop, rhyme of the century Way before my time i could rhyme for a century Hundred years ago and be in line with the century Chicken scratch rap can't see my flow legibly A n***a spit vicious got damn its ugly Man i spit so nice i take advantage of it Thats my alter ego i could alter people Poor folks middle cla** and those flossy people World wide intellect more lines than the internet Popular with them africans like stouts on them venison?? Stout when you feelin back yall ain't real man So vain novocaine i dont feel them Gotta move weight i dont feel slim Ask who my team is that is still slim That is still c zoe with no e Poconos heat broken nose weed Flow the most beats pokin most freaks Cops come around its a pokin no sleep Broken my speech my native tongue is so impressive i confess that i could graze the sun Hip, hop, rhyme of the century V8 spitter put my mouth where the engine be Better go faster than the superman ride A kryptonite flow make superman high A different mic flow so elusive when he ride Im tryna move units like a unit when they drop And losin is a unit i ain't used to cuz im hot You used to be on top but you through and you hit rock Bottom and ya gotta keep it movin but you not Cuz you lazy and lethargic your whole style garbage Your whole block ashamed and your hoes ??? And whose I'm talkin about noone in particular But if you feel particular n***a you need to get it son Take it to the streets or embrace it on the beat Hungry on both levels either way im gonna eat This is hip, hop, rhyme of the you know the rest Yall know my flow the sh** rhyme n***as hold they breath *huh hah* Exhale now in with the sprint nextels out Phone tap traps have them n***as in your house Hold that gap boy set?? out I set a ??? out move over look boulders You rollin with bogus erosion corrosion occurs when im loaded im focused you notice? And it ain't hard to tell I'mma young black african Orson Welles This is hip, hop, rhyme of the century Argue bout another man you brothers better mention me Penetrate your mind you n***as is lacked This was brought to you by Wale man it's a wrap