Tonedeff - Frequency lyrics

This is just a test of the frequency
You can be a hood without delinquency
Cause, I be the rhyme and the rhyme be me
Whatever I be the rhyme be

I break the average nigga down
Just like decomposition
On a mission to chart the art
Of rhyming way beyond traditions
Equally, you’ll find my vision’s
Gone beyond the 20 20
Had enough of these niggas showin’ me
Just who be on the money
I catch phrases out of the blue
Like touchdown throws to wide recievers
So, "Hail Mary", But
You couldn’t "Run with me" if
You were Gail Deavers
I got that monotone lyric for your recievers
Don’t don’t deceive us
Cause we don’t believe in non-believers


My style is more golden than that
Of a child who owns retrievers
I shine like I’m David
Helfgott, Searching for wealth, not solely
But baby, "Do Ya Rilly Kno What’s going on?"
I be that tech president that you Elec
(t) like TRON i base data on databases
So it’s too complicated to trace this
And with no flava you gotta face it

You’re tasteless the way that I embrace this
Is like huggin’ a cripple
Invisible individuals get scratched
Like they’re pickles
I physically tickle your mind
Like water that trickles over your nipples
I drip, cause lyrically I keep it kinky
Hookers wanna drink me
But they can’t handle my tricks
Cause, I’ve been known for putting
Chip-clips on my bitches’ tit's
It hit's the year 2K
And it’s a whole different story
Don’t need will smith to talk
About Miami for me
Cause, If I got a positive vibe
And a quote from a negative source
Saying my Rap Sheet was Right On!
Like what I’d do to the bus on my tours
For sure I’m not a tourist, I’m a purist
Came into the land of rhyme
Sanded the hourglass and I cuffed
The hands of time
To arrest your interest and express with mine
Niggas can check me out with
Ten items or less
While you regress and stand in line
They play the way like pantomimes
I only touch ‘em with mitts
I tell ‘em, "Shut the fuck up!", and yo
They can’t say shit
I’m giving verbal facelifts to those
With traces of painted faces
So, I’ma tell you what the case is

So, when it comes to the written rhyme
The ink effects are diabolical
Off the top of the dome
Like George Jefferson’s hair follicles
!?What?!, You put the ass in astronomical
Any attempt by you to even make a
Def jam could pass for comical
More psychological than movie thrillers
Boxing niggas like Helena in Manila
Extract ‘em like vanilla
For real, I never had a dope name to profess
But relied on my skill when
It came to the test i’m blessed in the trade
Of my native expression if late is my time
Then my rhyme be inte-resting
I question the power of a star
Cause kids be singing "love live the king"
Like my name was Uncle Scar
So, "Can you feel the buzz tonight?"
I never mean it in a blunt way
Cause some say that they’re the
Fliest when the drums play

They’re bound to go down just
Like morale on hump day
Cause once they front
An omen will hunt they’re ass down in my name
Cause, I box out them niggas
That’s surrounding my game
In any way shape or form
I did circles on those who
Weren’t breaking the norm
And I’m the first to try angles
That you ain’t figured before
You’ve forged on more lines
Than my written signature
And my shit’ll be hitting for
Sure upon the canvas
I planned this tonight so
You might understand this