As If I'm Michael (Remix)

from Crisis Mode (Remixes) by ScholarMan

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Lyrics by ScholarMan.
Beat by The Alchemist.

lyrics

Hook:

I don't scribe what you scribe to
Open doors
Slide thru
Pray to the heavens
Ancestors confide to
arms held wide to
those support what i do
lead my brothers in
all-in
as if I'm Michael

Verse 1:

Too many with their eyes closed
Behind blind folds
Address my rivals
Up
Is where my lines go
Gotta be mindful
Bullshit
No time for
clocks ticking
plot thickens
the sound grow
Stay hustling
Always about my business
Give it to you
Loud and clear
So bear witness ...and
Keep it grizzly
Grind and stay busy
And stay the course
Play the hands that they give me
cause the ...chips stacked
I do this to give back
By all means
The legacy in tact
therapy been rap
exquisite with syntax
I swat niggas
y'all small like insects
Not even fly with it
Just another odd gimmick
temporary trend
Extend thru every minute
the hands moving
I'm grand
the man's moving
embrace improvement
y'all need to face the music

Hook:

I don't scribe what you scribe to
Open doors
Slide thru
Pray to the heavens
Ancestors confide to
arms held wide to
those support what i do
lead my brothers in
all-in
as if I'm Michael

Verse 2:

So callous
streets are so malice
Off balanced
Embraced with bought silence
No interruptions
Lust, proceed - caution
prayer service, tithes
we give an offering
10 percent of, a taste
We get a hint of
A mo-ment of
Faith, we hope fill up
Overflowing
Topped off, controlling
Moments stolen
Paranormal, the omen
Actions owning
Lifted, straight zoning
That pretty thing in the back
I will be boning
Take her to that magical place of “Oh” faces
So basic, lounge in oasis
without scandals
other things that we handle
dismantle
both ends of the candle
a deadly mix
Wonder where the essence went
Or where the lessons went
looking for the next event
strive for excellence
Resilient thru pestilence
Ain't heard a message since
Dead prez testaments

Hook x2:

I don't scribe what you scribe to
Open doors
Slide thru
Pray to the heavens
Ancestors confide to
arms held wide to
those support what i do
lead my brothers in
all-in
as if i'm Michael