Take Cover (feat. Sunybonez & Improv the Supervillain) E

Yeah. Uh-huh. Yeah. Abyss. Sonny Bones. C-Lance. How we doin'? How we doin'? Ay. Yo. 'Cause I'm back to the grindstone. Deep in my zen to reach for a pen, Uh. Beat bang with the eyes closed. Visions come in a rhymes mode. Lab where I stay, where I lay and define Home. But I'm somethin' vile. I wasn't born, just walked out of a mushroom Cloud. None of these suckers can touch my style. Hit 'em with that old school fire like a Musket round. Twenty-plus in the circuit. Veteran stats, so the props, I deserve it. Monsterous verse. Fierce with pen. Dare to contend, uh, Then it's rhyme-off for certain. 'Cause there's a thin line between friends and foes. But it'll end up clear-cut if the medics show. Vengeance grows. Mic's an extension, a device, a weapon, My vice, my essence. Life is hectic, so I'd rather resort to the Green and blaze to the pattern distort. I get respect 'cause I'm a masterful source. Because I give 'em genius bars, but no Apple Support. I'm back on my horse. Fear if I came 'cause the pillagers appalled when Hearin' thy name. I only get clean when I Stand in the rain. And I only get inspired when I stare into Flames. They, they, they, they, They know the flow's ill. Ain't no doubt about it. I Rock, I rock mics. I don't paint on the canvas, I slam rappers On it. They, they, they know the flow's ill. Ain't no doubt about it. I Rock, I rock mics. But, but, I give y'all the Holy Spirit. Look over to the horizon, that's the sun rising. Like morning light silence, vulnerable for Compromising. I came to put it down like Tranquilizers. With all of the hot shit evaporating Fire hydrants. Prepared for a drought, whatever Route you wanna talk about. We're running the base with more hits out the Dugout. I'm the underdog, slang your cap like Pogs. Give you the smoke all smog, leave you choking On your monologue. Look, I'm chemically hot, Leave you distraught. Stuck in the house of blues When I Heisenberg the melting pot. I'm not a mitigator, I stir shit up like Instigators. With sixteens in the clip like I'm the Regulator. With one to the dome for any perpetrator. Then mount up and drop more bombs than Al-Qaeda. Slap the taste out your mouth for speaking a False tater. Knock off your flavors, Save us like straight razors. Sons of professional, you know I came tailored. I contain more heat than your household ranger. For a small wage, I'll swing on you like Hard labor. Fucking with me, read the fine print Before you sign the waiver. Everything I do is major, I'm more than just A player. Hope you stand in favor looking at The face of danger. I came to bring the pressure to the table Like a waiter. Like Xavier, have your circle turn On you like you the stranger. They, they, they, they, they know the flow's ill. Ain't no doubt about it. I Rock, I rock mics. 'Cause I don't paint on the canvas, I slam Rappers on it. They, they, they know the flow's Ill. Ain't no doubt about it. I rock, I rock mics. But, but, I give y'all the Holy Spirit