Defari

[Defari]
I got the funky-feel like B-Real
I put "all in your head up" [B-Real] wit the pure raw skill
Franklins are my favorite bills
No hands, my favorite type of windmills
Only now and then do I drink champagne
Like I said in Big Up I strictly fucks wit Covasea
You glamorous rappers are too sweet
Wit your rececycled beats and your styles that put me to sleep
Id rather listen to some Brant Green
Authentic, not like you, got real meaning
Im like the low-ridas, I like the oldies
You know songs, like Agony and Ecstacy by Smokey
Yous a phony, I heard your single
Corny, like a thirty-second jingle
Here comes the master of paragraphs on phonographs
Every letter, etched and sketched like an ancient tag
You know my heiroglyph, I got a higher gift
Yous a passenger tryin but never be a pilot
[Chorus: x2]
"Aiyyo enoughs enough" [Fat Joe]
Word up, I dont front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want
[Defari]
(What you need)
Here, dont fear peep this
Step inside my mentals, bare witness to a lyricist
Skilled technician, rhythmous technique
Advanced speak, I put mics in condition
The streets always like hard beats
That shit that make you move your neck when youre in car seats
My star fleet, Likwit family
You Sorry, like that game from Milton-Bradley
Bound by honor, rollin mad bags of skama
Ive never been the one for the Jerry Springer drama
Not an actor, just the greastest multiple factor
This rap games like a computer, and Im a hacker
Linebacker, wit hits that hit like LT
Watch the blitz, youll get a Joe Theisman injury
Whats all the glitter gear, meanwhile I wear and tear
For fanfare, while you rock eye liner and mascare
[Chorus x4]
[Defari]
(See what you need)
When it comes to real lyrics I know you cant hang
Word to Tash, Im from Killa Cali where niggas gangbang
Plus slang more than words, nouns and verbs
But pure crystal lah, lah meazy herbs
You couldnt enter the saloon where brothas despise bafoons
Youre funny-style, this aint no cartoon
This is Hard Earned dues, word to Guru and Premier
Im more than ten years deep, but now its my year
"Aiyyo enoughs enough"
Aiyyo Heruts been long overdue
But instead these labels and fans have been fuckin wit the likes of you
Yo dont mistake them, Im not no hater
Just a truth-sayer, serve when Vega woofer shaker
A plees blower, live show flower
Wit lyrics thatll blaze a whole crowd like a flame thrower
[Chorus x4]
"Aiyyo enoughs enough"
Word up, I dont front
I give you what you want, what you need
(I give you want you want)
(I dont front) (What you need)
[ Keep It On The Rise Lyrics ]