Lyrics The Wickedest Flow (Acapella)[Acapella] - Rise

The Wickedest Flow (Acapella)[Acapella]

I got\nMore rhymes than there’s rain drops in a storm, I’m a-\n-head of my time and can’t wait ‘til I’m born\nSo I can stand strong, hold my ground—nobody can budge Rise\nI was hit by a bus, ten people on that bus died\nI left fine to wreck rhymes, you’ll never be able\nUse your CDs for mirrors, tapes level my table\nSo many labels, known differently all over the world\nRise, my Indian name is «Touches-Your-Girl»\nNatives kneel to my tape and do all that it wills\nHold it up like clerks checking if your hundred is real\nThe one with the skill, ain’t always the one with the deal\n‘Cause I don’t like a lot of the cats that some of y’all feel\nSelf-centered, Rise is the baddest emcee\nMy old rhymes my influence, my favorite rapper is me\nAn ill emcee, and I hope I’m starting a fad\nMy mindstate’s so big, they’ll add a star to the flag\n«Can't match how I done this, the wickedest flow» — Sample from Rise on Apathy\nft. Rise — «Every Emcee» (x7)\n«Rise, I kill wack rappers and blame the voices» — Sample from Rise on Apathy\nft. Rise — «Every Emcee»\nAnd that’s why niggas be at your shows waiting for Rise\nIgnore you during your set and conversate on the side\nChanging the tides, give the world lessons and plans\nWhen you rhyme around me, you’ll feel like less of a man\nAnd for you, writing is tough, your friend’s liking my stuff\nNow, after hearing me rhyme, they won’t like you as much\nTry your best but you’ll still come up shorter than me\nYour girl’ll bend backwards for you and forward for me\nOn players, we run clinics, no saving your ass after\nHate when wack rappers say they hate wack rappers\nThe fact is I’m the man wherever I’m playing\nYou only sell in countries that don’t understand what you saying\nNiggas seem bold, y’all trying to fit in Jean’s mold\nBut Rise’ll make an emcee fold like clean clothes\nAs I take over the globe, influencing all vicinities\nChange rap, leave behind a world full of mini-me's\n«Can't match how I done this, the wickedest flow» — Sample from Rise on Apathy\nft. Rise — «Every Emcee» (x7)\n«Rise, I kill wack rappers and blame the voices» — Sample from Rise on Apathy\nft. Rise — «Every Emcee»\nEnormous daughters' quarters shorter than your chlorophyll pills\nY’all don’t really listen to lyrics if y’all thought that was ill\nThat’s how a lot of y’all sound though, y’all make it with crap\nLook like you saying something like dummies with hands in their back\nThat stay on your lap, and that’s what I hate about rap\nAnnoyed at you but mad at whoever’s paying you cats\nIf I hear one more rapper that’s as sick as the flu\nI can’t be held accountable for the shit I’ma do\nI sit in the booth all night, freaking the hits\nMy eyes so red that they got me in beef with the Crips\nTo make records that’ll get highly rated and bought\nYou’ll never get felt, you’re an earthquake in New York\nKeep kicking the lamest raps where you’re blazing tracks\nBut, at shows, only the cats that you came with clapped\nThe same, in fact, for all of you famous cats\nAnd Axis 36 here to reign, that’s that\n«Can't match how I done this, the wickedest flow» — Sample from Rise on Apathy\nft. Rise — «Every Emcee» (x7)\n«Rise, I kill wack rappers and blame the voices» — Sample from Rise on Apathy\nft. Rise — «Every Emcee» (x8)