Word up
Socrates in the house
Yeah, yeah
About to turn it on out again
Ha
So y'all niggas check my * out
Word up
For sure, nigga
Check me out
Watch that * out
Amazed dudes and wack crews
Lay it down, kids can never walk a mile in my shoes
Shorty's clocking me, always be coming in the twos
Niggas from the north, I'm bringing you tracks and good news
My debut was braille to the blonde industry
Mine who never had the time
Now kids press rewind to the top
But legally, I gotta show love
Call me A, B, and C, answers D or the above
I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper
Rail for stacks
Leaving kids no headroom like Max
Try to react, but you were never con and never
Can kick a verse, when worse comes to worse
I'm better, shine like genuine wine
Rhyme of black patent leather
On half-necked honeys who forgot about the weather
* a exhibition and warm-up scrimmage
Shoot more words and macho men
Spend more time with me

Bitches, I'm in the village
Stimulated by a tree of drama
I advance on the ranch of respect and honor
A patient of the ill states into the trauma
Never been one to side with Hama
For Armageddon, I'm getting Arm Plus armor
The karma of a martyr on the rise
Like a temp in the South Side sauna
The preface to the book, the life states the pack human
To it, I'm a man of the past
I react by staying strapped with a mack of courage
Parallel to a carousel of murders
I prefer to make a life than take a life
Stopped at the streetcar rise and made a right
Sorta how I play my bars, that's how I play the mic
First sign, cuff it, then finger * it
Check it, spit something rugged
Other niggas be reluctant to touch it after me
Passively they strike, never matchin' me
Rapidly though placidly, I fabric the verbal
Tap the street, tap the keg of your conscience
Navigate niggas like Farrakhan with the comms
Play this, play this, play this, play this
Play this, y'all, play this
Play this, play this, play this, play this
Play this, play this, play this, y'all
Play this, play this, play this, play this
Play this, play this, play this, y'all, play this
Kids settin', they watch us five minutes fast to stay
On top of time, but I'm already ten minutes away
Nigga, play what you wanna play, he say, she say
But Socrates got the butters and T-Dots stock today
Oh, holy, but surely I pour the lyric into the glass of your mind
My rhymin' be the diamond that will cut through lines they butt you
To do, you don't know what to, got wisdom like a tooth
Incidentally, I get bucked too
Didn't get my just due, so I just had to do it
My mic and your mic, come on, no congruent
See, bras and rue to me be jubilee
On my neck and wrist be hot jewelry, my old man be schoolin' me
For sure I rap good, cats claim this hood a knighthood
Black man, your hood is the universe
On this earth, you was first, do the worst, my kooka hurts
Bras to go upstairs, and we went through the purse
I don't curse around juniors, spread love like gruel
Rumors, niggas like my tape, but how many were consumers?
Shout out to Honey's work and them hourglass hips
They soprano, Ruth and Serrano, dramatic episodes
Yo, comment, uh, let me play with niggas' brains like clay kits when I rock stages
Skip the rumors and lies, so y'all under the stairs
When I drop my hip hop, you'll be some Maytag with hair mint
And flip-flop the fakes who thought they scored
And half-ass niggas sending you back to drawing boards
To deliver the real *, at least real spit on your mic
I'm versatile like a plate of real grits
C'mon play it, pal, play it, pal
Play this, play this
Play this, play this, play this
Play this, play this, play this




Play this, pal, just play this, baller time
Check it out, we the fathers of time
Y'all know whato in this
Y'all play this, play this, play this yall, pay this
Don't hood watch block, use your mind
I ain't a killer.
I'm the nigga that don't drink Mela.
I like a Heineken.
It's sort of like my vitamin.
I got a rhyme because I got a big mouth.
When I come from, what, what?
I side with the south side.
Niggas be outside with their hat cock.
I'm telling you, check it out.
I rock the black block.
I rock the black block all over.
Call over on some deal *, yeah.
My nigga Sock come to do it.
You know we got to get into it.
Check it out.
This how I blew it right now, y'all.
Yeah, yeah.
Peace out.
Peace out.
Peace out.
Peace out.
Peace out.