Lyrics Lifetime - Marco Polo, Torae, Dj Revolution

Lifetime

Who you know more sick with the spit, more slick with the gift?
It’ll take a lifetime to get with
I’m the top competitor, editor, ProTool predator
Studio sabotage and I beast the bars
They say my lyrical range is further than yours
So if I shoot for Saturn I land on the stars
When I talk about Saturn I ain’t talkin the cars
I mean the next door neighbor to Mars
I’m amazingly (?), retartedly hard
Solo, group or squad
I put 16 darts on the beat, give me applause
Cause the more (?) you hype, more muppets to snipe
Niggas chains get swiped, (?) up with a knife
More (?) with the white than the typical type
Puttin all this fictional hype in the sentence he write
When it come to the stu' and what I do on the mic
It’ll take niggas a lifetime to get it right
(You could put your whole) (lifetime in) (the paper’s lines) --] Prodigy
(I guarantee you) --] Prodigy
(You can’t touch me) (trust me)
(When it comes to rap) --] Erick Sermon
(You can’t get with me) --] Lord Finesse
(I'm ahead of my game)
(A professional) --] Erick Sermon
(Respect me)
(You could put your whole) (lifetime in) (the paper’s lines) --] Prodigy
(I guarantee you) (never come close) --] Prodigy
(Trust me)
(Cause in this rap game my rhyme flow)
(Crush those who oppose) --] Inspectah Deck
(That's how it go)
Yo
I don’t know if it’s the appeal, the thrill, the lackluster skills
But something about these niggas that’s out I don’t feel
You should see 'em front the radio when I get a chill
Every track back to back it’ll be somethin ill
Now the lack of the skill got us slackin for real
To the point I could do joints, I ain’t lookin for deals
Kinda hurtin my feelings, the damage you build
Shit is hard to be a fan of it still, dammit for real
Bound to hand him a mirror for he see how he look
And I ain’t tryin to throw the book at you, just throw out your book
Oh I forgot, y’all don’t write, niggas be so tight
They do magic in the booth — just poof — niggas is nice
You can say what you like about me and my type
Or give it any label you like, y’all know that I’m right
When it come to the stu' and what I do with the mic
It’ll take niggas a lifetime to get it right
(You could put your whole) (lifetime in) (the paper’s lines) --] Prodigy
(I guarantee you) (never come close) --] Prodigy
(Trust me)
(When it comes to rap I’m a professional) --] Erick Sermon
(I'm ahead of my game)
(And that’s how it go) --] Del
(You could put your whole) (lifetime in) (the paper’s lines) --] Prodigy
(Forget it, and don’t waste your time) --] Rakim
(Cause in this rap game my rhyme flow)
(Crush those-cru-crush those who oppose) --] Inspectah Deck
George Bush don’t fuck with blacks, Torae don’t fuck with wack
MC’s and they garbage tracks
Back to the drawing board with that
The fuck you doin recordin that?
Hit me more on the scratch
Nigga, get the thoughts out of your head
I’m lightyears, days, hours ahead
Most of y’all rap niggas coulda stayed in bed
If that bullshit the best that you did
Shit is garbage, you dig, my nig
But this the shit
You could copy what I write and I’mma still get biz
That was just to show love, no subliminal diss
I’mma take it to the max as a minimalist
You feminine ish, you bitch like the faggety type
You can hit your website and type to your delight
Cause when it come to the booth and what I do with the mic
It’ll take niggas a lifetime to get it right
(You could put your whole) (lifetime)
(Li-li-li-lifetime)
(Li-li-li-li--li-lifetime)
(You could put your whole) (lifetime)
(Li-li-li-li-lifetime)
(Li-li-li-li lifetime)
(You could put your whole) (lifetime)
(Li-li-li-lifetime)
(Li-li-li-li--li-lifetime)
(You could put your whole) (lifetime in) (the paper’s lines)
(I guarantee you) (never come close)
(Trust me)
(When it comes to rap I’m a professional)
(I'm ahead of my game)
(And that’s how it go)