Soul Plantation - Prime Poet Chronicles
Chronicles of Jubwa
"Sick Flow: The Chronicles of a Super Sick MC"
Here to bring it back, we the kings of the act, with that live track blast, you can tell I got the passion
just when you thought, bring it hot with the pop off, bottle up the good, with the chronicles of Jub
sick flow ultra, dance around the vultures, i ain't gotta worry, put my life in the story
crystal clear thought, bring genious endeavors, too clever for the critics, Im the talk of the city
high soar skills in you face, no replacing, paint a picture, word wise, see it, with your eyes
fresh manifest, anytime I bless mics, the crowd hear my sound,t hen I bring the house down
no limits to the lit, better listen up, get it, supreme reign language, in the lyrics getting tangled
unstoppable the banger, leave you hanging on the thin, keep your timing goin, for your mind get blown
came through the door, took it to the next floor, bass steady bumpin, yet you hear me saying something
journey through the flow, hear the untold story. I like the, get down, my crown, simply, unbreakable
no pretense my events, can convince you to jam, big city bangin, make you blame it on the boogie
make your neck go crooked, keep a fly honey lookin like a puppy in the park, nia so hard, even dogs start to bark
ooh he so special, with the let blow blam, everytime I rap, you can see the camera snaps
take a time lapse slow, then document the go, it's the pro flow really, everybody going silly
back to the cheat sheet, you babies just teethings, you wanna battle chief, you gone better hold a meeting
watch it how i flex, with supurb intellex, levels over high, you could call me skywalker
I got fame in the game and the keys to the locker, break me off proper, im a skilled rhythm talker
house shock healer, he's a real miracle dealer, haters ain't bold, watch they hands just fold
in it full tilt, like the way the womans built, i know the dudes stare at cha, I hope you got some character
I ring a paragrap, develop something vast, a massin a stlye, make you smile on a Tuesday
I'm choosy with the lovers, with God got a covenant, brother buck wild, in the zone all dialed in
file in sit, we legit going tipsy, the gift here to share, it a hit ya right thurr
point like polaris, rock the joint overbearin, carry many teams, we got champian dreams
go to, gather, here, dabble with this dope, take this as a quote, you don't want this smoke
just a little slow, but i'm quicker than the most, make a punk go ghost, keep him hidin from the jokes
this ain't just a trial, you all up in, the pro, version, all up here dispersin, you step to me in person
Written by:
Jonathan Brown
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