J-Essential, Spose - Remedy lyrics

Shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas'
Y'all know who this is
They can't fuck with the rudest kid

It's the ill poet
Legend swooping down to your town
In my area, renowned
I said it and never forget it
Incredibly, cat's vocab, that's elementary
Limited word structure, blurred
With no intensity
The energy combined with sheer intelligence
These MC's metaphors, that's mere irrelevance
To the truth and topic, pop, lockin'
Fiber optic preaching without a prophet
Profected my target
Aim, fire, shoot, like T Mc
I'm making your knees crack
Ease back (J) , about to seize that
Opportunity, the top, where we soon to be
All ya mothafuckin' haters might as well
Be on the moon to me i'm on the map
And blaze a track rather foolishly
Setting off alarms in your dorm
So you knew it's me
Call the fire safety, hasty, never hazy
Clear vision of lately
No listening to "Crazy Maze"
Amongst a Maine phase that pays to play these
Wack tracks
Like big hairbands in the Eighties
Well, I max that level of bomb
Settled then gone
Compete for every prize, the medal and bronze
Stay up on a monumental status, rebel a song
What we do here is rap, heavy metal beyond
Undefinable, making unknown parts combinable
Creating what you got in your ear
And what I'm ridin' to shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas'
Y'all know who this is
They can't fuck with the rudest kid

Well, I'm essential, like J, mad potential
Mic slay
Preferential treatment from my speaking
Peters by day by night, like a lance
I'm enhanced without the silicone
I wrote an iller poem and gave my
Girl the D like Dilla's home
Shop at Hannaford, self made, no manager
But money up and down like
It's hands on the banister
Calls from unknown numbers, debts I'm paid
I'm not a Lannister dutch elixir sipper
Cop a sixer of the canisters
Nobody sicker in my jurisdiction
I'm like royalty
Sick of paying taxes instead of
Rap and paying lawyer fees
When I was broke, they gave
Me nothing, now I'm paid, they spoil me
Funny how that works now that
The people have anointed me
My hands dirt, logo on my damn shirt
On my dome, all caps like I hit "shift
" like a standard
I'm the man, word, sentence
Paragraph and chapter
I pray for peace then killed the
Show and care a basset after
I shop at Shaw's
I finish rockin' then the block applauds
Hit the doorbell
Kick in the door until you knock it off
Fuck the rest, at best I think their
Quest is just forgettable
How they kept the dream alive so long, well
That's incredible
In the wrong pace in the long race
When the dawn breaks
See it on your aunt's face
Even your mom hates
I could make a strong case
That I been the truest
Rewind the track back and me and
J could walk you thru it, yo
Shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas
Rock with the truest cats on your block
Then bop to this
Come on, yeah, shop at DeMoulas'
Y'all know who this is
They can't fuck with the rudest kids
Nah, they can't fuck with the rudest kids
Yeah, so just shop at DeMoulas'