100

[Hook] Bars on the song, I keep it 100 Man of the century, I keep it 100 Mispronounced it, just to keep it 100 Limitless, but I keep it 100 [Verse 1] 100 bars, man of the century Married to life and money, you can call it bigamy Twin attribute, check the asymmetry Just did it, I made history Now I teach it as I school Bars stand strong, not being weighed down by jewels If you claim to be the best, man, I must be the groom State run radio, take it outta tune So far ahead, you have to turn on your zoom I terminate this shit till I'm chilling in my tomb And I got too much class to be schooled So I'm busy schooling each and every one of you I give you recess, while I holiday I'm winning, just like Charlie say I got the Blupeprint, you could call me Jay If the ask me how I keep it, this is what I'll probably say [Hook] [Verse 2] 99 Problems then a bitch came along So now it's 100 like the title of the song By the way, the bitch was called life So cold, the flow that I spit turns to ice And my coldness and cold flow freeze the mic All the wrong things, I do them right They cannot smell the roses, I gotta give 'em sight Tinted windows to their soul, I gotta give 'em light My light gave 'em sight, so all my rays are visible I do it right on the mic with my lyrical Every time I drop a lyric I gotta kill it Beat tailor made, so it fits with the lyrics Got the kill switch, and I flipped it Gotta analyse the rhyme I encrypted Not subliminal, but they still don't get it I'm the man of the century, no wickets [Hook] [Verse 3] If you claim you 5 stars, then I am 10 But I keep it 100, square the 10 So I'm well rounded with my diamond mine shine Mine's crystal clear, your stones are rhines Life is a lemon, money is the lime All I got is bars like I committed crimes I speak volumes, I don't need to sign I rhyme my mind even if I pantomime Say what I want and I say it whenever Me bite my tongue, when? never Talkin' to myself cause no one understands me These motherfuckers undercover, tactics underhanded Hope you feeling lucky cause I'm going Dirty Harry Me, Myself and I cause nobody will have me My high is too good, they don't wanna pass me Going brainless, so they not comin' at me [Hook] [Verse 4] As I extend this non-satiric clerihew I doubled up from 16's to a 32 I go twice as good with everything I do They get a 1 finger salute, then I throw up the deuce Ate the knowledge fruit, now I'm throwin' up the juice And it keeps on flowing, you can hear it as it moves But my flow was ice on the second verse So I turned up the heat and it had to work Cause now you can hear the way that it flows I cannot believe that you really don't know That things started to heat up a verse ago I'm not even rhyming fast, your mind must be slow I won't be right back cause I don't got to to I got alotta lines, I rhyme by the row And it all falls into place, properly Never fall off,cause I stay on the beat So now I spit the second half Of the fourth and final paragraph Spittin' it slow, tryna make it last On the road of life, let's not run out of gas Cause that would be as bad as with getting crashed I'm so hot, I'm starting to turn into ash But I always manage to regenerate Going deep in the beat as I penetrate I'm the illest, fuck the department of health Life's a deck of cards, play with what you get dealt They cannot reach me, I'm the highest on the shelf I'm in the house, I wear the pants and the belt I feel the beat, so my rhymes are felt Jimi's Priceless, so fuck the wealth They'll murder me first, I am number 1 4 more bars to go and I'll be done [Hook]