Lyrics to Underscore 3

A young mickey rourke red skin like a bug bite

Young prince this is what it sounds like when thugs fight

Touch mic's, make the whole system go to new heights

I ain't talking drinking when I say this bud's light

The young chap with a backpack could wrap raps

In a circle around these whack cats like that's that

Rowdy like I'm ronda heat streak out in arabia

They forgot the prophet like princess anastasia



Rap so clean beat so dirty

Don't act so stiff, taxidermy

You don't know? Now you heard me

Dead people wake up, weekend at bernies

You look up to me like you gary colemen

You get scared of me like a grip of vulcan

You won't win the game cuz you got a token

You Falling down a path that's gone leave you broken



I'm rabidly ravaging irrelevant ruckus

Rolling over rhetorical rhythms relentlessly roughing

Reprimanding resistance I'm a renegade on a mission

Meticulously masking more music that's missing a vision

Victoriously viable violence taking the kingdom

Collecting corpses of orphans preaching to all who we're bringing

I'm standing up now you judging while sitting down

It's easy watching stars when your feet are still on the ground



Riding through the night like a scooter I cross over

Playing these hoops like hula the boss cobra

We g.i joe's no losers we fly sober

They google me on these computers and hear pop soda

I'm on a roll like tootsie sweet when I release while you kittens playing footsie

Rapping since I was 5, beats since I was 12

I've always just been myself slept next to my record shelves (You Know Me)



This industry rick moranis I guess they blew up the kid

They said there's no room for spanish pero mira just what God did

Nadien como Mi Senor It's really just how I live

While speaking to every mommy and daddy and every kid

So they get saved by the bell like screech no

Saved by The Lamb I preach so

You can get a pass like a cheat code

From this young puerto rican chico

You can't get this real so you settling for sweet and low



I roll with a killa team cutting like a guillotine

Cleaning like some listerine while chewing anti histamines

An introverted assertive but they gone call me mr. mean

But I could never fit in like a heavy weight in skinny jeans

Your favorite rappers keep watching my every step

Every album is greater some will hate it to death

They using they fingers while I'm saving the breath

Of the souls across the world who have a few minutes left



It's your co-pilot speaking there's turbulence up ahead

Stay seated and comfortable if you choose to remain dead

But if you want to make a change

Then jump right out of the plane

Only way you can be saved is by losing your life today



See the reason I'm undefeated has nothing to do with fame

Has everything to do with the power inside the name

Jesus Christ, God and man in the flesh for us was slain

So you can call me what you want but I will not refrain

From representing the glorious truth of The King who reigns

The author and finisher for His church He will come again

And you act like you don't notice but one day you'll truly see

That the same King you deny is really living in me