Smoke DZA, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, The Rapfest Cipher Series, DeLorean - Series 1 lyrics

Back by popular demand
Still in office different
Issues different plans
No more sleeping on your mans
Hit Rell, push the button again
Even the odds, signing off right fair
They acting like I ain’t one of
The nicest cats out here
Since George Kush I had the blog
Jumping, kill these niggas, straight face
Nigga Tim Duncan
Yeah Modest for what? Most of
These niggas honestly suck
Shit on your whole play list
Nigga trying to be the greatest
I’m your favorites favorite
Cool shit, weed talk as thinks progress
You wanna hear about world peace
You got the wrong Artest
I’m the king of my city, nigga RNS
Kush God round the world


Getting foreign checks
Each bar I get nicer nigga
Silence the critics
Turn a show into $25 dollars a minute
Just to hear my lyrics
Let the dope shit knock
I’m waving at them like Kennedy in the drop
Uhh call up all my bros
Pack your clothes, let hit the road
Get all this doe
You fuck with me, I fuck with you
That’s all I know
Stilling though they try to Al Gore my votes

My name is AlistFame, I’m from Paterson NJ
When I was making that beat
There was a guitar laying in the
Studio, fender, I grab it
Plugged it up there was this
Really eary sound like
Sad chord it’s the reason
It just drew me in to the
Whole beat i completely locked into
That whole chord, I laid it down, it wasn’t
Sad but very melancholy, it was weird
A weird feeling but it made me
Finish it using that sound

This is so unorthodox, let me
Try to sort this out
Man I think I’m bugging out
I hear my voices in a whisper
From a distance on this cloud and this loud
Got me feeling like eagle stand
Down on the ground
They preying on the prayless, pray for them
Them bullets ain’t got a name on them
Then put a name on them
Any nigga say my shit then
Dig a grave for them close casket
Private viewing we can arrange for them
Ain't nobody seeing this nigga
He got it made for them dolly truck it
Why the fuck you get in my lane for?
Huh, what the fuck you get in my lane for?
Road rage rapping I’m out
Here yelling with strangers
Wusha, kupa, work on my anger nigga who fly
You not this is a banger
I just scooped Doc hoop dot
Two in the chamber i mean double barrel
Them bitches crossing in angles let it fly

Oddly enough I was thinking
Mobb Deep and stuff
Like that, it had like a Queens feel, like a
Queens Rapper
It had me like thinking about a lot
Of sad stuff, so named the beat torn
So maybe somebody can speak about like that
(Prodigy in adlibs: Mobb Deep) it’s
A hard beat, overall vibe
I wanted somebody to spit some real
Real talk on there from inside
(Prodigy in adlibs: NYC shit, the rapfest)

Yea ah yo I’m too G for the source
Shit I’m too intelligent
To believe anything you say, you just talking
We out here everywhere, you
Missing in action, POR
President of Rap trapped in
This life and we look forward never back
Yea I’m looking forward to my
Box cutter on your neck
Ok respect to the niggas that
Got respect for me
They shit is quit all right but it
Is not mobb deep fuck being diplomatic
You can kiss my ass
Savage recognize savage and you
Looking real fag
You a gentleman, I’m extremely brash
I’m way too abrasive you making me laugh
Pussy we run through this money
Cause it's nothing to make
Pussy who run NYC it's not up for debate
Westuck our flag pole in
The concrete we straight
You follow us to the pearly gates mobb Deep

Submitting for Rapfest? Yea I’m all in
I’m definitely all in i like what going
On i see something really big
Coming out of it this is A List Fame
You’re now
Checking out the #1 rap cipher in the game
Shout to the Rapfest!