[The Reverend William Burk] If you put the rotation of the earth in reverse And took me back to the verse to spark the first hunger and thirst Then Burk could be a curse for all the MCs who spit the worst rhymes And worst lines at worst times and try to shine but fail Miserably, because they pitifully follow trends And don't repent for their sins against the men of a higher caliber All these amateurs with low stamina, and weak grammar from the borders of Canada Down to Alabama, there's an MC who thinks he can get within my perimeter They end up bein' janitors or muggin' for the cameras At state pen', marvelous like crops and harvest I'mma marry a Goddess and live the largest Regardless of the fact that I'm a hip hop artist I don't have to be the hardest, just the smartest And travel the farthest, thoughts where hip hop bottom is So it's proposterous for you to try to battle this lyricist with fiery sentences
[Chorus: Shaki] We take this rather serious And we never front on the realness We'll never stop 'till our work is done And our job is to make y'all feel this We take this rather serious And we never front on the realness To try to go against is delirious And a war would just be senseless
[The Reverend William Burk] This amazin' invasion, a blazin' sensational rhythm Is stronger than venom, rugged as denim Never the minimum, emblem of the B sign More popular than Peace signs Take the world by storm and perform in order to the free minds I've traveled and battled and rattled the gravular verse In the universe formed when the Big Bang burst My verse'll touch hearts and turn ducks to black nationalists Sisters wearin' weaves and fake nails'll know they're Africans Brothers once emotionless as mannequins hear these lyrics And take action for collective satisfaction We leave the world panickin', and it's not an accident We represent, passionate, militant, we killin' it You think you deep, dun, I'm bottomless It's obvious, I rock the metropolis With conscious slang that's marvelous My thoughts are heavy as hippopotamuses I'm hot as saunas is, honor this lyricist Writin' ever since genesis My innovation is the formation of constellations All in creation remains in constant rotation The basic foundation, look the ancestors for motivation Despite imitation you can never pull off a duplication
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[The Reverend William Burk] My army is in harmony, lyrical prophecy Honestly, microphone weaponry swings in custom MC armory Take over the economy, make more money than Carnegie And live inside a mansion so noone can bother me I rhyme and heal the world, so Godly, mahagony ideology With African psychology, Egyptology, consciously Words rough like herbs, take a pop of (?) I take orders and serve to relax and calm your nerves Straight up and down, no jokin' around My sound is well renowned and anyone to test drops to the ground You either want more, you want war when I step on to the floor With this lethal venomous hardcore, deep as the sea for sure Rhymes are pure, guaranteed to kill ya ills Numb ya pain, straight from the brain like pills of Advils Spill this fluid when we do it, if you better than me prove it Because my language is hip hop and I'm fluent My angle is untamable, the fatal black angel I strangle weak MCs and leave the microphone to dangle Rockin' stable as a newborn baby inside the cradle So my money multiplies at the rate of the times tables Buy myself a mansion in Florida's Coral Gables Bein' entertained by women with the most beautiful navels In the music business on at least five or six labels I'm free and teach the world to receive mad appraisal
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[Outro: Shaki] We gonn' keep it movin' and we never gonna stop