Download Exhibit A: The Real Hip-Hop Project here:
http://www.zshare.net/download/53600318f20ce2d2/
http://www.poepicasso.com
Hold the awards, claps, daps and applause, Im back for the cause, a rebel wit an immaculate cause, pause.../sincerely yours, Poe Picasso, God Given squad, freedom fighting for all my niggas wit a crummy job/life is hard, no façade on my tracks, I target you cats with fraudulent raps, stop lying man/you aint a thug and so what if you was, before you even start talking man your mic is unplugged like this.../cut em off fake niggas get dismissed, yall vocal booth thugs straight softer then infants/talking real greezy but get robbed in an instant, for instance, your name aint banger its Winston/all of a sudden niggas wanna ride skateboards, long train rides trying to find where the Bape store, if you cant skate, why the fuck do you skate for, trying imitate them rebellious white boys huh?/sight sore with your colorful clothes, yall being exposed for the cornballs that you really are/straight lame, yall some MySpace superstars, go on any block guaranteed your unfamiliar/switch lanes now back to la familia, renaissance music you better get familiar/moving along second half of the song, the first half was just a sample of the shit that Im on, be warned/Exhibit As just a taste of real rap in your face, food for thought dog dig into your plate, its great/the crème de la crème, way better than most of them, way smarter than most of them, way deeper than most of them/thought I was tired, think again, I got my second wind just when you thought it was safe, here I go again/and yes, my vernaculars spectacular, exquisite when I'm writing my lyrics check out my character/every session's a massacre, ballistic when I spit stand firm in my position, prolific in my deliverance/uh yeah, this is a glimpse of my exhibit, every picture that I paint a depiction of something different, but you gotta pay attention to see the message within it, so before you make assumptions just take a second to listen cause.../thus far these rap stars are subpar; lyrically, straight trash, wordplay, straight trash/any category that I didnt mention straight trash/so sad stop writing get a garbage bag/these niggas mad cause they know that Im nice, the shit that I write probably take em years to deciph/my flow is precise, ready to strike, musics my life, gotta kill me if you tryna pull the plug on mic, like...
9th wonder beat is that shyt!
AfrikanGod1 3 years ago