[Intro]
Yeah
Its Michael Excel ma nigga
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh-Huh
[Verse 1: Lord GEM]
Yo its the godfather, boss in the flesh, murdering symphonies
Y'all gotta pause when we step into the scenery
I'll much rather talk with these peasants from a distance gee
It's nothing personal unless niggas is beefing me
Then I smoke you like nicotine
Don't even intervene, what I spit is mean
The murder scene, is squeaky clean
Tryna get a-head of me, end up in a guillotine
Hilary and GEM.In.I? I'll show you what the difference mean!
Hilary is loving, you never think nothing of him, unless you pressing his button, then GEM.In.I will intervene
Then all of sudden, you niggas gonnaz be bugging and wish you never thought in your life to ever mess with me
I'm on mission of spitting lyrical writtens
You thinking I be quitting this art, you must be kidding
I was born with it
And when I die, I'll be gone with it
The tombstone's carrying all of my songs in it
I'm elevating, mildly meditating
The bars too sick and the flow's the medication
I'm giving full dose of my rhymes to any patient
Dr. GEM.In.I with the cure to every ailment
I'm numero uno fam, cooler than pluto damn
Gat my crew and fans, who show me love when I do a jam
Life is a paradise (pair-of-dice) like ludo man
Hiphop's finest GEM.In.I and duno man
[Chorus: Lord GEM]
Life is the reason that I write I'm writing
Sacrifice my life like Christ for the righteous
Spitting metaphors, punchlines on the mic
Is my own therapy for my crisis
So I go back to the music
Its back to the music
Its back to the music
Its back to the music cuz
Hiphop till the death of me, and real rap that recipe
So Shine On!
[Verse 2: Duno]
The street Knows, the golden ring is still on that pigs nose
People with poor spirit are dressed in rich clothes
Slaves are riding on the horses when the Prince strolls
Telling me the game is growing but I don't think so
Cuz this growth is more like a cancer
And these rappers looking more like the dancers
Raping the game every time they gat a chance to
Me I'm a militant, I'm something like a panther
My plans to, whoop you rappers in the open
I'm exposing all the bones in your closet
I'm the chosen golden child
Those opposing getting eroded, I'm cold, I froze ocean
No, I'm not boasting, I'm smoking hot till yall roasting
It shows my flows cause commotion
The fans notice the fire in my eyes
I'm the real truth while you just a liar in disguise
Never tiring, my everyday desire is to rise
Above materialism inspiring the wise
Spitting like, visualize it, amma shine it your eyes
I be firing, killing till the sirens arrive
And this is not the kind that they playing on the radio
On a daily yo, its not 'IF' or 'Daddy Yo'
Hiphop is living, don't believe in what they telling you
You just gotta follow her wherever where she go
[Chorus: Duno]
Life is the reason that I write I'm writing
Sacrifice my life like Christ for the righteous
Spitting metaphors, punchlines on the mic
Is my own therapy for my crisis
So I go back to the music
Its back to the music
Its back to the music
Its back to the music fam
Hiphop till the death of me, and real rap that recipe
So Shine On!
[Chorus: Lord GEM]
Life is the reason that I write I'm writing
Sacrifice my life like Christ for the righteous
Spitting metaphors, punchlines on the mic
Is my own therapy for my crisis
So I go back to the music
Its back to the music
Its back to the music
Its back to the music cuz
Hiphop till the death of me, and real rap that recipe
So Shine On!
[Voiceover]
Michael Excel should be excel
