Big Teach’s “Intro”

[Verse] Paraphrase Pac, all pupils on me Boredom catching bodies, better call BT Database to ya face, like OMG: Choice of any engine, got whips for free Indiana Jones, I put whips to the cheeks Going Gambino: got Freaks and Geeks: Geek Squad, Lit Squad, I'm on my Teach MLA Mafia, and I'm Big Meech Topics on deck, so put ya techs on sleep No blood round here 'cept plagiarist thieves Yeezus done put blood on the leaves But his moms was a prof, murdered first degree Reload that Chrome that done slain Deweys 99 problems? Theses ain't these! Revise my lines, But I scorn y'all peeps Only in my class to catch some Z's WHO TAUGHT YA?[Old Verse 1] Big Teach up in this cypher, rep my dawgs from the A Better up ya pupils pupils, carving chest-lines with an A Scarlet scented sickened streets, ha -- thorn (Hawthorne) in the crown Remote rewind unwinding lines; re-listen it's profound I more than raise the roof, double flowing the entendres; Ice be on my bars as proof: flow whirring (flowering) in the tundras Rushing rulers for the ring, Brooklyn Nets were housed in wonder And Roc Nation signed Durant, but BT he bring the thunder LIT SQUAD in the house! we deal in verse and stanzas; I be teaching like a boss: lonely island, tony danza King of all the beasting ballers, my offspring is Mufasa Y'all know I'm pretty fly for white, a monster just like Mothra Poet, singer, slanger I bang: in every genre On the gank for the grail: like Sean Connery or Shawn Carter Murder by a Misfit from that gat: Flannery O'Connor The game is gruesome, more like war, and I 'Nam ya