V1 (ALT) @ 192 BPM
YES! You are now rocking with the brother that can bend space and time over the bass with rhymes
So no mistakes, you better go with the pace or die
Tone is the name - if you don’t know it, then 'que sera'
Go head and take a shot, You’re a disgrace!
I’m not following them bricks, it's like you're showing the way to Oz!
So they complain cause I got em holding my weight at the bottom
Knowing they ain’t gonna bother to - face off/
Brace to brawl, I’ve had enough of the safe talk/
You’re ass backwards, throwing a bat at a baseball
I hate when they call me a fast rapper
Shame on you hate mongers heaping the praise on them fake frauds
They’re claiming their favorites have got a gain on me, bating me often/
But I’m remaining calm in a state of elated dominance/
Aiming to body em, making a moniker
Breaking them down by the way that the audience savors every sound to be like "Damn! y’all hear what I just did?"
There ain’t no muffucka that be spitting it this quick/
Living or dead, hit em in the head when they listen
Give ‘em a sec, It’s a bit depressing they missed it/
This kid, flips it the best, with minimal breaths/
And lyrical depth, said with a crispness/
Typical bitch rappers are claiming they're swifter than tone, but I bet upon playback: it’s SHIT
Critics is inconsistent
Hypocritical idiots with no business
Giving anyone lip when they’re just some dimwits
Stay defending a prick like a bitch that’s dick-whipped
Viscious with this gift, No gimmicks
Rhythmic with a twist, and I’ll never tame this flow/
Cause brains implode from the name alone, So yo
You might wanna take it slow
Tonedeff – Crispy (192)