Somewhere On Lonely Street: WHO KULPRIT BE

[verse one] Team Kulprit be the main team So underground make the subways look mainstream Fair warning, I'm a poignant white boy poet Storming on the mic, so you better lay dormant Sting ya like a hornet, I'm a rude awakening I'm about to go HAM like bacon, kid They "ooh" and "ah" at the rhymes that are fresh Before you catch your breath, I'm already onto the next Back to my roots. Back to beats with samples from the era of zoot suits Now let me get loose while I'm sippin' on juice in the booth If you don't like me, you're an enemy of the truth You got to be smart. You got to have heart in this art Because I got both, that's what sets me apart With wordplay, I'm back at it Right under the roof in the fall. Now that's autumn attic Under the roof, in the fall now that's autumn attic [Hook] Now, I know you know that Kulprit D But do you really know who Kulprit be? A raconteur of the highest degree Smarter than your average emcee [Verse two] Kulprit, how you shine? How can you be old school but still be ahead of your time? How can you make it look easy while still hard on the grind? The lowest point in your life, and still trying to rise Cause I was told if I want it then I gotta go get it I wanna prove 'em wrong, that's the reason I spit it And no more bragging bout the fitted while I get a mic check Or eat the kitten from the Ms. I lifted from A house a block down. We was young and in love I don't wish her ill, I just wish she had stuck around Trying to make music that will turn the ladies on Make them feel something due to my songs that's like Pendergrass or Vandross with their hands close To your inner thigh. Man, I'm too much to handle Disappear into the night just like Randal And paint a picture of it with my words; lyrical vandal [Hook x2]