For the Sake of Hip-Hop

Dieselpower: I Smoke Fire like redwoods in California Spit sick shit you could even catch pneumonia bring you to a stupor A deep state of catatonia they really should’ve warned ya Oh well Kick lyrics at incredible rates What the hell spirits filling my cup Like a haunted estate Just swell now I gotta negate Until I finish the wait My feet will swing from the top of the gate They feel my sting Then they wanna debate But things where good last week We went half on a plate I never sang on the chorus Wasn’t tryna be drake Always wrote my own rhymes I’m not tryna be fake My thoughts illuminate Leaving all the masses awake I’m about to fumigate This ones for the rats and the snakes Entire crews start to shake Falling I pick up the rake Bury the evidence Might just make it sink in the lake Hip hop exuberates Knowing that I’m here for her sake She caught an uber late Thinking that these rappers where great Think that they’re fly So I toss em and out the fire escape Then send a bucket full of flowers To the funeral wake Rest in peace For sake of hiphop When they let the mic drop I catch the fumble I’m a lyricist being humble these rappers mumble Just one sting and they die They Bee the bumble I’m like Jackie Chan in the Bronx In this rap rumble He not lacking hands when they box I bet a bundle I’m a big Stepper My stomp’ll make em crumble There they go again Putting masks on Se defrasa Lieing on the beat Mufasa You’re not even in mi clasa Wasa wasa que te pasa Get the fuck out of my casa See what you are is a haza Time to eat Pasa mostaza Leave the spirit in the tasa They keep going back atrasa Feather weight they got no maza Only bud I smoke I zaza Won’t believe til I exhale Mr. Doubting Mustafa All the Jewels are future bail If I got Diamond and gold I’m not sitting in a jail Pay the bond and break the mold Only fitting I prevail