Bruce Lee Music

[Produced by Chris Noxx] [Intro] Lucid dreaming in stereo... I think? Chinese girl speaks insults and taunts in Chinese language [Verse 1] I walked away from the fake shit I'm back from exile with a style more sacred I don't make music for you gentiles, face it You ancient, you basic, complacent I be in my basement, pacin', patient Careful with my vocabulary rhyme placement Words are like surgery on an open heart patient Exact and precise, every new rhyme, I save another life No malpractice, for a while I've been at this All over the atlas up in battle rap clashes Back pack, beedies and a pocket full of matches Back when bein' ill and havin' skill was still factors No swag jackers, no swag period No sag actors, keepin' it real was real serious Background check, most rappers are mysterious Reformation, bitch, y'all been dyin' to hear this! [Hook] I am the Alpha, Omega, Creator, The Messiah The essence, the culture, that set the roof on fire The B-Boy, the emcee, the DJ on the 1's and 2's I am the master of disaster, and I will not ever lose Hurrah!!!! [Verse 2] It's time to start the reformation No limits on the physics of my lyrics' devastation See I equal MC like the atomic bomb equation Brain waves emit rays, each phrase sprays radiation Battle rap, you'll need a Hazmat suit for confrontation Bow down clown, ya style ain't dope My style hostile, Tao of Jeet Kune Do Tao te ching, see I'm supreme with the flow Above king, supreme being with the glow Defy law, my intellect too raw My 3rd eye saw through your blahzay blah You called them love taps punchlines? Naw, nigga, naw 1 bar will crack your jaw life Krav Maga I know you never saw a warrior like this before LIP-C weaponry, I was built for war Time, time for some action, I ain't sayin' no more! [Hook]