ACT-1 - Infectious

Born and raised in Manhattan - now a Queens representer
Sent to take the lead in the marathon from you sprinters
Lead 'em into Babylon with the sinners
Came up on the corner in a cypher with the spitters
If they fightin' - I'm just mindin' my own business
Never snitchin, in it for enlightenment and wisdom
Deciphering the scriptures of the Golden Age
Memorizing all the quotes that the spoke on stage
Emulating their tone with what I wrote on page
Took a while to get it close, but repetition always pays
They say that practice makes perfect
So I practiced 'til I turned from a nerd to a wordsmith
In class, never takin' notes - I'm writin' verses
Active as a rapper - honed my skills as a verbalist
And been doin' this ever since - never took a break
Quarter century in the game - cookin' with flames
Never took aim at your favorite rapper - I let him live
He probably inspired me as a kid
And everything I did was based on the blueprint that they laid
Young heads not interested in new shit that they made
But they made ME, alm!ghty is a product of that classic art
Not just a rapper, I'm a raptor in Jurassic Park
In my element, huntin' down irrelevant rappers just for the hell of it
Or maybe 'cause the Masters trained me to excel at it
You just a shell of a man
A con-artist tryin' to sell 'em a scam
Hit you so hard with intelligence, Fam
They'll honor you with a monument overseas where your skeleton lands
You dumb fuck. RRRAT!

Written by:
Mike Lynch

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