Poetic Mind, Big L - Poetic Homicide lyrics

Sit back i'm bout to begin

Rappers glare upon stealin’
Ambitious schemes they zealous
Actors paragon got em' feelin’
Viciously jealous
Chapters not Quran the king been
Asleep in the crevice
Chatters swear he's gone
Kneelin’ which agrees that it tells us
My inner me enemy taking all these energies
Mentally death agrees breaking chi imagery
Physically biting all my recipes
Shaping keys symmetry
They mimic me liking all my
Remedies weighin' steeze bigotry
My mind seems Big L mixed with Prodigy
My rhymes schemes Big Puns fix with Tragedy
My lines means by Nature affixed with Havoc
My signs gleams with Nas & hit with classics
Pass the mic & I'ma rip it i'ma beast boy
Classified to decrypt it call it police ploy
Mass of guides I shipped
To the streets stocks
Captive divides conflict with peace blocks
They envy I'ma young cat rhymes
Like some gun splats
Friendly where the monks sat plenty
Get their lung smashed
I don't need a gun stash cuz
I'm grimy where I run at

Why do I end up in so much shit?
I done came way too far
To be calling it quit's
Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit
They can't stand to see a
Young brother' pockets get thick

You know I got my kiko's
Weight like hundred kilos
Dun you know my steelo scrilla neva be low
You 730 mooga in a free flow
They wylin leaps bro until
Their eyes leak blow
A bogey is the only time I
Take a stick to the chest
I'm thoro if you know me if ur
Grime here's a kick to the head
I came to the game head first
All heart never missed leg work
I aim not the same when the shell
Burst all art dismiss a net worth
So what's your network? huh
They think their excerpt really
Makes em' expert
But they got no effort really
Makes my head burst
They sell their soul & suck no
Wonder why their necks hurts
I skip cuz I don't wanna
Hear their next verse
They don't wanna see young cats
With pockets dumb fat
Say we go way back but only for a pay stack

Why do I end up in so much shit?
I done came way too far
To be calling it quit's
Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit
They can't stand to see a
Young brother' pockets get thick
Why do I end up in so much shit?
I done came way too far
To be calling it quit's
Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit
They can't stand to see a
Young brother' pockets get thick

("What would you do if a vicious enemy
Suddenly started coming at you
Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?")