
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
No Great Pretender |
Check it out, one two |
M-illi-tant |
I be the, alias Malik B |
Internationale rationale |
All the people up 68th Ave. |
and across Broad Street |
or Silk Lane in South Philly |
And on, et cetera |
Check it out, check it out |
Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders |
So when we begin to assassinate your cast members |
Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders |
So when we begin to assassinate your cast members |
Dig it, cool calm collect in my perspective |
Search the premises, I leave no clues for detectives |
My verbal impact across your back slap |
You talk about you see me, but your vision’s full of cataract |
It don’t matter that, your glass house I shatter that |
Bad luck I walk under now show me where the ladder at |
Pull up the urinal organs up in your bladder cat |
Approachin you with shriller rhetoric, as if you had a sac |
Now crews down for it, your gas pedal floor it |
with ammo and artillery and stash spots to keep and store it |
I used the banner of a slant with a zort |
Change your strategic plan, my man’s getting bored |
Your vocal chord is fraudulent, and not the true porcelain |
I bring the fire, earth, and the source of wind |
The force of sin will endorse the pen |
We all search for sanity, but I think that it was lost again |
Now which stick of artists, can be the smartest |
My beam of sunlight shines the brightest in the forest |
Regardless, artists dislike because I’m? |
Control the temper, makin MC’s whimper |
I tilt the Earth from off the axis in the center |
Next I’m in the womb like a placenta |
M-Illi-Tant the city ninja, uplift |
cause I’m the soul avenger, remember I’m no great pretender |
Strategis, I bet y’all niggaz can’t believe this |
I read you like a whole avenue that’s filled with meters |
parked, fuck your back talk, I watch how niggaz cat-walk |
over my pit of venom and send em to the asphault |
For inquisitives, who wanna try to test me |
What protects me, will make you shake like epilipsy |
Plague your neighborhood with lyrical le-prosy |
Stimulate more than Ecstasy y’all niggaz check my recipe |
Dig it, I must observe it, analyze when I’m chillin |
Peep out who’s the villain then make your whole pavillion |
of a Sicilian, excuse the greed don’t want a mill' |
I want a zillion — stacks of Franklins to the ceiling |
I counts stacks imported, fuck the yacht and the mansion |
I want Pluto and Jupiter, political, universal expansion |
Buy out Tommy and Halle Hanson |
Kidnap America,? |
you hold it for ransom |
Pass it down to my grandson, I got no time to be romancin |
Only time’s for mental food and advancement |
This game of Life is strictly chancein — get to know |
the nature before I get know the nigga while I’m glancing |
Enhancing, is my mental — I play in the midst |
a squad a team most crews is not in the halfs of rentals |
My utensils, display a whole variety |
Even when in the cut niggaz can’t cut they anxiety |
Peep, I fill your brain with suspicion, pay attention |
like you paid tuition, and stop all your bull-ishin |
The rap chemist in the lab to the finish |
The mic is my apprentice, cause I can’t stand |
courts or tennis, my pigmentation is the menace |
That’s why the system’s always tryin to pursue with a blemish |
Pale asses, think a nigga in this |
My flow’s tremendous, for the meal you can’t replenish |
The question you ask me, situation get worse |
Fam I won’t befriend ya, cause I’m no great pretender |
It’s like that, one time for your mind |
Fifth Dynasty, interwine and combine |
M-Illi-Tant |
The Bad Lieuten-ant |
One hundred X, Bahamadia |
Minds and souls, like that |
Fifth Dynast', my man ?, P.R. Star |
My man Slick Looka |
Check it out, one time like that |
Feel the Fifth |
The One-Fifth attack |
Your backbone and spine |
Check it out |
Brother Q.U.E.S.T. |
South Philly,? |
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