Living Legends - Wise is the Way lyrics

Wise is the way of the walk
Eyes in a gaze when we talk
Rise from the stage, from the flame
From lines in the sand to the street
As long as I land on my feet wise is the way

Brainiac dumb dumbs bust the scientifical
Pros to the course cause
The force is centrifugal
Metaphysical manifestation of gypsy tapestry
Exiting the bus so I can
Gradually expose and behold
Bellowing bottom in, bring your friends
I'll get 'em in that's what I'm here for
Live and direct introspect for your peers
In town for you to enlighten
See us get down with a mic and
Peek it out from a tight
End, I'm a full back, with a full-flow
And a full bag full of dirty clothes
Off the bus is exodus


I'm exiting the extra bus
Extra large impression
Leave a piece of my energy anywhere
Anyplace I step in
Sounding like a diamond rhyming
My souls a secret weapon
Release what we playing for the
Whole world to accept then
Let it blow into the wind
Mother Earth will take it in
Circulate it like a plague
A daily paper front page
Another dawning of the age
Another spawning of a rage get on the bus

Street-smart is the way I was taught
From the words, what I do, to my talk
The world is a stage, I'm criminal-minded
Whether footprints in the sand or
Adidas on the street
I stay balanced on my feet

'Ey yo, We on a world-tour
This type of trip it lasts a lifetime
My life's a goldmine
Stretching like a timeline
I shall proceed and continue to write
These rhymes and raw venues
And with these sound waves keep it
Cracking like a fault line
I send you with ingenuitive lyrics to-go
In exchange for your time spent
The hottest show when my company flows
The fire in which we burn slow is competition
We on a mission, not a small-time thing
This years most beautiful-ist lyricist
Freestyle or written
Was composed by the crew with
Double "L" logos they lifting, yEA!
Cars ride by with their booming system
But what be missing is these
Legendary lyrics we spitting (We spitting)
Concoct a rhyme like it was moonshine
Homemade man take a sip
And while your wasted it's bass line and
Fall deeper in love with that art
Form that keeps your heart warm
Longing for more of that classic
Rap above the norm

G is the way of the walk
Tell my homies throwing B's and
Them C's on the block
Put a freeze on the Glock, please
Could we talk and put an end to the beef and
Have some peace on the streets?

See I'm sixty-nine inches above sea level
Ninety-three million miles above these devils
Sound man be sabotaging levels in the club
Cause they white-snake fans, no Hip-Hop love
So I stay after shows, build with my fans
Just in case they missed the flow
I make sure they understand
That I'm just another man trying
To figure out life so I'm more than polite
When they purchase merchandise matter fact
"come and get it" cause it
Helps to keep me breaded
And I hope that it shows in
The shows when I'm sweating
In some crazy-ass pants while
I punk-rock dance
'Till your arms get sore from
Throwing up your hands
And I really don't mind
Anything you want signed
Cause my dudes back home
They out on the grind
With some work and a nine
And about to do nine
With a baby due in nine months
So why front? I stay humble
Humble is the way of the walk when I
Stumble off stage and engage in a talk
Yea, I'm paid for the props
But famous I'm NOT so when you see me on the
Streets go ahead and say PEACE