Black Star, Apani Emcee - Hater Players

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People keep askin me, wheres the underground?
Theres mad talented cats underground with that raw shit
Ya know whatm sayin?
Bringin the raw skills.
Ya know what Im sayin? really…
To me, its a small wonder, like vicki, why Im picky
These niggas suck like hickies
And still get the shit they slip in like mickies
Im sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors
Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but dont really know what you be talkin about
You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
Im like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, your flow can stop!
By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home
Everybody lookin at you, fish tanks and drome
In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
What you expect, that shits hollerin
Cause we developin the followin
Gettin played like? stones? off tapes and? dollar vans?
Ill reverse you, universal, your demise is first
Before your rise gets worse
You need a night nurse like gregory, beggin me Stop it hurts, what you say to me?
Like thats supposed to mean something
You dont wanna scene, frontin in the club
Your actin, I dont buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on and show your love
Chorus: *chanted in background*
Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4x*
Visions occupy my synaptics space
Command and shake, to illustrate my minds landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it I follow suit, and face it, embrace it Shinin bright, but still Im careful not to waste it Destined to rise, because Im basement adjacent
Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like Im the one to base with
Clowns about, screamin but dont say shit
I aint your student so I aint to be tested
Im majestic, I represent my strength without? epitmass?
Method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience
I must represent, I dont come off with no corniness
Im all luminary, despite commentary
Some people say, mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump around like calypso
And murmur to yourself like a schizo
There aint no bottom on the? ??
Come on, come on, come on, come on. here we go. blackstar, hop on the
Blackstar line. we bout to take yall home. ya know what I mean? here we Go…
We got all markets on lock
From meat to stock
Blackstar, what? throwin like head rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, cause its the place to be Grab my paint, jump on stage and deface emcees
We sell our souls like spawn and come for the drone I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs so we can get it on!
Going back and forth, fallin back, all across the track
Passin the mics like quarterbacks
Of course its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack
Got fear of being called a hater, imagine that! we aint havin that
We just passed the star status that your grabbin at My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs aint worth it to me
Cause Im the one these spice girl emcees wanna be But they cant, aint no points forever, so why bother?
Cause your girl calls my name out like claerance carter, claerance
Carter, clarence carter?! ! (I be strokin, thats what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock harder
And always drop the bonified head nodders
Aiyyo, later for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players
Blackstar keeps shining
Blackstar keeps shining