Lyrics Ill Curriculum - Mic Bles

Y'all are hardly relevant elegance when I'm telling it
Potent with the venom when I'm spitting the medicine
God manuscripts slick with the scriptures
Holy scrolls written like I'm taking a picture
Fine lines designed to scribe rhymes
Silencing your mind turned rappers to pantomimes
Essential with the formula immortal auditory
Shit is rare vintage not ordinary recordings
Eradicate evacuate, blood coagulated
Ox native blowing lah in the air like it was medicated
Dedicated to the raw wild and really ill
Only a chosen few to make it with the skills
Hold the mic with the illest like you never will
To the bloodstream and the veins yo, its medakill
Metaphorical words of the oracle
Biblical literature signed with blood in the signature

Y'all never made it with the words rhymes or metaphors
Catalogue quickly transforms to your epilogue
Death is the only option moving like an OxyContin
Properly maneuver when you knew to move with extra caution
Slick to split victims ill with the curriculum
Meticulous, witness the skills to spit infinite
They never heard of it tunicate word murdering
Learning me the verbs absurd observed surgery
That's how I get it, these rappers still moving gelatin
They never really wanted beef, moving skeletons
Rare stereo various raw areas
At the top of the game sound the chariots
I've written it, sick of it, spit sickening
Signaling your death you cats can bear witnesses
Bar weaponry, mental telepathy
Chemical acapella instrumental supremacy