Song Description

the song speaks for itself

Lyrics

I came to dethrone every whack rapper
who claims they the king of this thing that we call hip-hop

what ever happen to the truth and the facts
yeah yall makin songs fot the radio but yall don't how to rap

Since everybody seems to be caught up in the trap
they forgot about rap now i gotta pick up the slack
you rap you really think that you nice just bring it
come and battle a man who creamates mics for a living
and I'll cosign it myself
your right I don't write my own songs the pen writes byitself
there's nothin scarier than that
my backs turn to my desk it's like my pens on a marrinete string
yeah i bet you ain't heard nothin this clever
since '95 when you needed skills to rhyme
see the debree of mc's keeps pilin' up
i lay em out just as fast asthey linin' up
see for most of yall it's curtains
if yall know how to dance you'd be like a penny 1 cent away from worthless
it's so disturbin how yall get paid for nothin
whatch a real mc at work and yall could watch him for nothin

I came to dethrone every whack rapper
who claims they the king of this thing that we call hip-hop
what ever happen to the truth and the facts
yeah yall makin songs fot the radio but yall don't how to rap
so lets rewind time to them big daddy kane days
and slick rick the sick spit will get rid of the shame days
you should be ashamed of yourself infact
it's time for us to bring back bx rap

now i'm helpin nas carry the throne
for every rapper who claims they can carry it on they own
truth be told no one can do it by they self
or at least no one can do it without my help
i'm not the last one i'm just live one
we're not related by blood i'm just the god's son godson
i was made in the image of the one who won the war
between be thankful that god won
regaurdless if you may or may not like it
i swing the mic like a sword cause i fight for whats righteous
i'm the illest you'll ever come across
a symbol for hope and rememberance i am the cross
i got the nails in my arms to prove it
i contradict my own conscience cause my conscience is stupid
i'm confident that i am who is
suposed to bring the game back to when we were the sole rulers
i'm peter revelations

I came to dethrone every whack rapper
who claims they the king of this thing that we call hip-hop
what ever happen to the truth and the facts
yeah yall makin songs fot the radio but yall don't how to rap
so lets rewind time to them big daddy kane days
and slick rick the sick spit will get rid of the shame days
you should be ashamed of yourself infact
it's time for us to bring back bx rap