Текст песни Rapture

my rise inevitable,
i rhyme incredible,
i try to ascend to the highest level when im in the booth,
i execute like an armed sniper,
nicer than me na cipher,
im an articulate lyricist, Cormega - Rapture - http://ru.motolyrics.com/cormega/rapture-lyrics.html
i remind you of the era, when STRICKLAND was with the knicks, fort greene was Preme's and streets was serious,
i spit, sick as diesel in your vain, which means you get a rush and fiend for me to mc again, as i look back how i cooked crack and what we became
from greed, no mystique in this hood we proclaim, where life and death are common as right and left and dealin rock is like boxing you can win with the right connect, yet if ya stance aint strong you lose rounds, be evasive body shots will put you down, i SPAR with patience now i spill DON on the pavement, for those who not here, my honor is sacred, i came from sleepin on cots in cages, to sleepin on beaches on PRIVATE vacations, my poetrys deep over melodic arrangements ayatollah hooked the beat up and i just laced it.

verse 2
enter my realm they callin me a savior, of hip-hop, same time niggas who get knocked ARE callin me for paper, the cycle is never ending like my pen against paper, AND my premises im infinite no lyricist is greater,straight up like coke off the stove get ya weight up,my mental strainer separates pure from infiltrator, and men who betray us when IN danger they scared to face consequences, they want live niggas respect but have the heart of women, the ART IS missin like an ancient civilization its hard to listen, RAP AND hip-hop ARE different, im a student of tradition, a sneaker head who used to pee the bed, now im shittin in the beamer lift my heater if my seed aint fed, i seen the streets make a killer outta tj, my pj's is said to breed base heads, some people FELT RELIEVED WHEN THEY seen spank dead, they even GRIEVE fakes tears knowin its he they fear, i flow with ease over the beat this is me right here, no need to be king, to the street im here, apparent, a maverick in the art of rappin, i hold no grudge but palm a gat for those plottin those as if ima have it, its not gon happen ill pop off like a block war and turn a fiend to hardcore addict.