Guerrilla Techniques

Guerrilla techniques, Polo the fleece
R.I.P. to Patrice, he was real as they be
Like Pierre Mulele, he took Mao to the streets
I got one with the beats, always learn from defeats
Boost XP, mission passed, then repeat
How you figure there's anyone doper than me
I mean doper than we, Slank the illest on Merrimac beats
Just so happen that rappin a natural feat

Time all I need to complete all my sequences
Life is an intricate thing
I'm an intricate being, in a world full of hideous schemes
All the media made to demean
I just came to redeem everything that is sacred and clean
It ain't all about paper, it seem
Every time that I make it it came with additional bills
All the verses was ill I created, they made in my images
Relate events in the sentences, evil entrenched in the system
I had to envision a way out
Blast off with the beat, outer space now
Stars, still I face clouds
Shuttle for shawty, as soon as she entered my atmosphere, face down
My music a symbol of taste now
I can't een help it but make all these great sounds
Everyday feel like a race, I'm just tuning my instruments
Knowledge be infinite, I'm out here livin it
Different predicaments, all my inventions was limitless
Doja the stimulus, Sudanese pyramids
If you are hearin this, listen
Slank a New Afrikan, griot musician
Eons and distance, these do not change my existence
Rappin to me is like fitness, yo

Guerrilla techniques, Polo the fleece
R.I.P. to Patrice, he was real as they be
Like Pierre Mulele, he took Mao to the streets
I got one with the beats, always learn from defeats
Boost XP, mission passed, then repeat
How you figure there's anyone doper than me
I mean doper than we, Slank the illest on Merrimac beats
Just so happen that rappin a natural feat

Ayo, what do you mean? I was locked in the booth till the spring
Got air drops through the roof for the green, if you seen what I seen
Then you'd know every time I convene
With the mic my results is pristine
Ain't no doper than me, even close an impossible feat
Every second, improve my technique, hit the lab for a week
Nigga sow what you reap in these words, I go deeper than earth, yo
Practice makes perfect I heard, I'm just out here rehearsing
The purpose I'm put on the surface for
Hard to discern a more dope individual, I'm like the pinnacle rapper
These niggas typical bastards, mythical masters
I hope to quicken they last words
Slank my shit intricate, passwords
Brain to the mic see me pass words

Guerrilla techniques, Polo the fleece
R.I.P. to Patrice, he was real as they be
Like Pierre Mulele, he took Mao to the streets
I got one with the beats, always learn from defeats
Boost XP, mission passed, then repeat
How you figure there's anyone doper than me
I mean doper than we, Slank the illest on Merrimac beats
Just so happen that rappin a natural feat