Memory

[Intro] Listen, to the melody [Verse 1: Prince Ea] Uuhh, uuhh, Niggas turn the rap game into a floor show I'mma bring it back to the war zone Back to the third world people with the torn clothes I got a worm hole in my wardrobe Wanna see the North Pole? Don't forget your fur coat Cheese, I don't like the breeze Could you please keep that door closed? Morse code I'm about to go AWOL You ain't hard just because you broke a few state laws I speak to ghost forms Living in graveyards But it wasn't until I deciphered the cave walls That I realized Life is an equation best simplified But one that you can't solve I take charge and I try to be the best Cause rappers are watered down Like coffee grounds and cheap exk EMS, is where I send niggas lyrically This is basic Stop claiming that I'm spitting deep Sometimes at night I take a sip of tea And sit and think about the industry Wishing that it was just a dream So much ice it’s like I'm in the Pleistocene's But I lay back And try not to let it get to me Fucking in the scene With the kitchen sink I hope you drown in your Krystal and Hennessy This is Hip-Hop hegemony But, You can’t get rid of me I'm perfect like the bullet that killed President Kennedy The rapper from the Philistines If I feel the need I can existentially rip the beats systemically With the same synergy as the Trinity Through God and imagery I'mma show you I'm a ill MC I'm who everybody pretends to be I'm the extra-terrestrial biological enemy I'm the effects of Dimethyltryptamine I am mass multiplied by the speed of light squared equals energy I'm the line that separates the infinitesimal From infinity I am the centerpiece I'm your best friend And your Worst enemy You’re nothing without me I am your memory [Outro] Listen to, the melody Listen to, the melody