paroles de chanson It Ain't to Hard - Chris Rivers

It ain′t too hard I've reached the stars
I′m preaching Mars... I eat your bars
Yum yum, I eat your bars
It ain't too hard
It ain't too hard
It ain′t too hard
It ain′t too hard
Fuck what you heard about, nigga call me murder mouth
These verses murder persons each paragraph like the urchins out
And I'm the first to scout weakness we can work this out
Niggas try to slow me down, I strictly take inertia routes
Unstoppable, uncooperable, illogical to ponder through my Odyssey
Probably put a God in you so you can blow
You can′t get it like I do it, I'm fluent like fucking (fluence?)
A truant that′s bumping music, with nooses used to infuse it
Hang around in the booth
Cannot face the mighty wrath of the dragon rapping exclusively
Then bruise the beat, disease the sea and kill the flow easily
These fucking MCs squared still wouldn't equal me
A little Einstein, I define these new equations
If E is me then MC infinity wouldn′t make it
I'm an artist, Picasso, Leonardo with these hot flows
Eyes closed, momma said no hands when I stomp foes
It ain't too hard I′ve reached the stars
I′m preaching mars... I eat your bars
Yum yum, I eat your bars
It ain't too hard
It ain′t too hard
It ain't too hard
It ain′t too hard
It... it ain't... it ain′t, it ain't hard to tell
It... it ain't... it ain′t, it ain′t, it ain't hard to tell
It ain′t hard to tell
Fuck all your criticisms, lyrically I spit the diction
Of a higher wisdom so take your judgements and die a victim
I got the streets, I got my city drop the beat
So you can hear my words converge as they surge, verses hypocrisy
Now bring it back, killed King with his demon rap, believe in that
Walking contradiction, my existence will disease the track
Rose in like the crows did, Necromancer of ...(?)
Overlord of overture, started finished and closed it
I'm everything, everywhere, and every style I′m heavenly
Hellbound and Hell now, (rep that axis?) I spread my wings
First off you niggas soft, secondly there's no second thing
Fuck you and fuck you, (Yoda right?) get my weaponry
This ain′t even my last form, lava rap I transform
Cast storms, my brainwaves high ties to my platform
Trash norm, I'm exquisite, lyrics hit with high precision
I will never die, you can't kill a thought or fight a vision