Lyrics Buddha Bless - Paulie Rhyme

I left life along time ago
Traded reality for the steady flow of MPCs and kick drums
Kick one and went numb
Make emcees fall to they knees
Free mase'em like a 33 rd degree
Not Masonic or Plutonic, cause ya ironic
Devien ya like some fresh shrimp
Ya not cool with that fake pimp limp
A bullet proof vest, won't deter me
From ripping ya heart straight out ya chest
Addicted to sees but don't promote it
P Rhyme you know you quote
Your flows somebody wrote it
Grab a pad, take some notes
I float like Ali, move like sugar shane
Make ya girl move frames from reciting my name
On flame like pyros, Affected by hydropower
Deflower ya lil sister, tell ya mom's I miss her
Like Jack Rizzo a rip ya
Meet me under the lights, Finless Brown believe the hype
We love Beaver Fights
It's that F-i- n-l- e-ss, B-R- OW all up N ya chest
Yeah we rock day and night, Northeast to the west
And if I don't smoke sees, I'm still Buddha bless
Funk the glitz the glamma
Hit ya like brett the hitman
The ultra
Cold crush ya
Feed ya bones ta vultures
Erupt ebonically through cultures
Like portugeuse
Or white supremacy in the phillipines
Clock out like Zulus
Barefooted no need boots
Leave ya stun like patriots
Hitting American troops
We still get noose up in the front or the back of the bus
Even got Rosa Parks throwing middle fingers at us
The Bastard child of Civil Rights
Never take for granted the Black plight
That's why I fight for the future
And refused to use sex and violence to progress
Rather educate and motivate
Rap the vote and demonstrate
Be a voice of this generation
And the beat in soul of the next
Protect and serve
Like hotplates to homeless
The chronically insane
Walk the streets from polk to main
And we roll past, nose up
Like they the ones we should blame
Its that F-i- n-l- e-ss, B-R- OW all up N ya chest
Yeah we rock day and night, Northeast to the west
And if I don't smoke sees, I'm still Buddha bless
Smack a fake thug blue black like some BDP boom bap
Consume your weak snaps, rerail you like some Cal train bullets
The cord I'll pull it the next time I see you on stage
But since you the king of the choke
You'll get smothered like Pacifica smoke
Verbal linguistics bout to save you from yourself
I'm felt like communal wealth, social security, and health
With that vocab, I'll send you back to ESL
While I access these words to show you how Rhyme excel
Keep the backpack close and the hoodie on ice
I'm too nice, hit cats with shots just to give'em a new life
Revert you comical astronomical attempts
Just to set the record straight, swing you both ways
Like Alexander the Great...