Frenzy In A Far Off World

Frenzy In A Far Off World Lyrics

People saying Frankie man how do you think of that?
Do the knowledge dirtbag, put on your thinking cap
Dingbat, textbook still in the shrink wrap
Genuflect to my style- this is how a king rap
Action-packed, back at it
Tap your sciatic nerve with the words this ain't a bad habit
I'm actually disturbed
Meaning my elevator doesn't reach the penthouse
I got no time for y'all my patience ben out
God-like being emceeing, I was born to rock it
Playing pool with the planets now check the corner pocket
Deep space freebase, he passed out, then he awoke speaking dope
Beacon of hope skiing a steeper slope
...The fabric of my tunic is black matter
Galactic when I do it my music it makin' NASA glass shatter
Isaac Asimov coming back as a rapper
To blast the last word of the last chapter like...

I'm rolling 4,5,6 that's that head crack
Bet you run that bet back
But he ain't have that cash
So they left where he bet at
Why so serious? Vile and insidious
Living off the fake but hate the prolific sh*t
I'm just livin' it, stacking so my kids is lit
Bout to drop a bomb middle finger on the missile switch
Dig your ditch if you got issues with official sh*t
New phife & tip we be on that "can I kick it?" sh*t
Witness INS the one who broke the mold
At this level respect we connect soul to soul
Icewater in the veins so you know the bro is cold
I heard somebody say the game is sold not told
That's fact folks if they tell you any different
That's cap folks, he want some weed not that smoke
On that note, bro, 7L let the track float
Bouncing on the wave like I wrote this on a crab boat

You still rapping? What a strange development
You still calling me? Time to change my cell again
Your skills are non-existent like Tom Chambers' melanin
Your bars are out of shape like Vin Baker with the yak up in his Celtics windbreaker
I'm a risk taker, outstanding in my field like Ellis Burks
I spit on a page in a fit of Rage without a Tom Morello shirt
Everytime we drop I can tell it hurt
While the date you set is never met
You can't release, Mackey Sasser
Battle rappin' actor the Anthony Mackie factor
No Cap, my verses can be, Andy Sirkis
Mo-Capture the flag, we back and we mad
I get a Bantha-sized bag everytime that the boy spit
While ya'll rap for nickels like you featured on Royce sh*t
When we live at the BBQ we tearing sh*t up
When you live at the BBQ you gettin' a cut