Lyrics Track Runners - Asheru

Track Runners

I’m not your average college graduate I’m a maverick
And right now fuck with me is simply hazardous
I’m on some other shit drive the next man crazy
Shay Slay them into cheek (?) and rock paisley
They turn your whole world upside down
With the almighty power of the word of sound
Bound in leatherbound book books I treasure like a scripture
Then read for pleasure as I measure out the mixture
Then hit 9.9 upon your Richter
You know Asheru be the permanent fixture
To hit 'ya: direct hit!
I’m on target
Every time I blast I crash the stock market
Y’all get shook look dazed in confusion
And your reality is only an illusion
So be careful of the words you be using
Cause this art could be the start of your conclusion
Yo who the hell is this heavenly body standing firm over the firmament
Watching over current events
I build daily to control my circumference
Destroying devils that approach with malicious intent
See I control convalescence as my word cool off and condense
Into the flow that never relents
And once the torrents commence straight for the intents
Those who know will confirm.
Those who don’t I’m convinced
That all of those that approach up in my at-mo-sphere
That the most you fear is when J-Live comes near
That the least you respect the rhymes that you hear
The beat don’t stop until my minds in your ear
Yo, yo
Holding my head among heathenous acts
I plan attacks so cats who lack facts hit the sacks
Listen the glory I can see could fall in they laps
Tryin' to diss me and my peoples all up in your raps
I ain’t having that you know the time is ill raps
When we come and correct with the rhymes respect
Due to who?
the G to the R-A-P
The seventh letter coming clever as I E-M-C
Yea there’s not a problem that I can’t fix
(Uh-huh. Why’s that?)
'Cuz I can do it in the mix
(Uh huh True)
You know I’m just getting down from the bricks to the BK
Yo just follow what I say
I can just say whatever on the freestyle
And yo just be out in the crowd I see smiles
And people with Coronas and Heinekens
Other MC’s asking where the fuck can we rhyme again
Oh yo I use to live on the Upper East Side
But now I do it in the 'Sty
Cause you know J-L-I come in fly
On the M-I-C yes that’s how I be
You’ve been living what you know the G-O-D
Today’s math happen to be understand D-I-N-G
I am going to be the best part
Like the title of the album start
Yea from the start to beginning we never-ending
You know the time is always winning never sinning
The seventh letter;
I come through with the lyrical
I get on the microphone create miracles
What they want from us is no tact turners
You know the time to we just be the track runners
Keep it moving when I catch my breath
So Asheru I know you got it baby funky to death
Ay yo you can try and get with the scientific process of my follicles
Making diabolical schemes
Making dreams deferred
Heat vision from the third
Make you shrivel like a Raisin in the Sun
Where I’m from will never be forgotten
So when my structure’s rotting the higher
Eye will fly away home but not in the sense you may be thinking
Defari («or» the far eye) never stop blinking
Death come to those who hold their breath
Waiting For a White Jesus
But I think he’s just
Satan in disguise
Perpetuation of lies
And propaganda only slander the integrity
Of my people to make it so we’ll never be equal
In the eyes of the world
Its time to rejuvenate like quarrel
Get your mind off describing mine
Become the mind and shine off your very own spiritual light
Cause you will never understand the flight
Of the True Isrealite
And we rock rock rock it for you
And you know we coming on the one two
And we just rock rock rock it for you
And you know we coming in for the one two
I took a vow on July 13th of '98 that I never again bear witness on the pen
To the listeners who intend to let my brain in
So this man on the mic knows its not about friends
You can see me backstage during Miller time or something
But my battle rhymes beyond banging they speed bumping
To slow you in your tracks while your points get scraped
Your vocals seemed taxed you rhyme book is getting raped
Pages banged out feeling is too banging to give birth
To another premature weak bastard of a verse
So if you got a silver bullet better blast it first
I’m like a werewolf.
Your job is to quench my thirst
For the blood of the worst MC
Within a 3 block radius
And Grandmaster?
Which leaves no one else but you suffice my appetite
So don’t tell me how that last weak rhyme don’t count
It’s all subject to my approval
It will behoove you
To say no and go and tell somebody you trust
That your worst nightmare came to life on stage
But Nah, you’d rather sit there waiting to buss
Some unreasonable facsimile of the kind of shit that the true school graduates
love
I got a couple right here for an example
So yo Grap why don’t you give them the sample
Yo in the matter of minutes I organize my thoughts
My mind working overtime to excel in the sport
These cats are getting on covering what they thought was
A way to alleviate
Being second rate
But let me tell you there’s no escape or fate either
You doing way to take the move on the next place
Speaking only seems screaming is better on pipe dreaming
Yo I got instruction
For something nigga production
What’s your potion
Heat things up like a Bunsen
Burning slow burners
Become late earners
Hope my words got me shivering
Reconsidering
What I’m getting into tryna fog up the mental
But my focus
Considered potent
By those who know this
Thinking that they figure my flow
I let it bounce though
I got greater deals to deal with
But those accomplish life
?
now I gotta pock the pussy
So to speak
Situation no longer bleak
So get the fridge cause they ain’t trying to help me eat
Yo I’m on another rhyme
But I’m setting it with J-Live
And Asheru coming through
How we do
Transmutate my mental state
A master way are buried out in the palm of my hand
Counter the way play in the sand on the beach in each
Y’all contain within the body of water
Be the underline thing between peace and disorder
Sorta living a paradox
A Nazi cleaning out your?
stacking with truth
The final matter where the fort arms bass go hard
Only need a balance check the silence of the lands they weigh
For Asheru I only am what I am
An archangel coming to peace and love
As it is below is clearly as it is above
As it is below is clearly as it is above
Yo don’t hate me cause I’m beautiful hate me cause my lyrics sound smarter than
yours
And my lines punch harder than yours
Hate me because the last time you asked senorita
To drop the drawers
And she said sorry Senor
She rather let jaws Oliver Twist the joint with the hands out
Saying please sir give me some more
They hate me because the MC you wish you could be
Is on stage with you right now exposing your flaws
I be the illest on the mic since Easy caught the virus
Ya niggas on my dick are just secret admirers
But I couldn’t be stopped doing a buck fifty on the stone
Squad car spray paint fuck the cops with sirens blaring
State troopers staring
And Chopper 4 skycam live with the play by play
But you wishin that would stop me
Cause right now you the only fool with the heart to be in my way
Yo Cats gets dropped
When they drop whack hip hop
And never will stop
'cuz I never will flip flop
I move with the Improvement
Of two men three men four men you what time I’m coming in
Constantly never coming with the nonsense