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Darwin's Waiting Room - D.I.Y.M. lyrics
How many emeee's must get dissed? Yo, motherfucker let me speak on this I be that lyricist, pugilist with an educated fist Evolutionist forced to exist on a black list Pissed and dismissed, I resist to play the backseat No boy from backstreet, I'm intellectually elite My mind moves faster that Michael Johnson at a track meet Stepping over those under me like concrete Smaller than gnomes, shatter your thoughts like britte bones Crushing feeble domes like el nino did to mobile homes Lamp posts get ripped apart when I envade with my tirade Like cat in the hat during the Macy's day parade Worthy or an accolade instead portrayed as a charade Conveyed a an Al Jolson with a mammy serenade Guilty of being white and out of step like minor threat But I'm a major threat not willing to forgive and forget Judge me on skills not my color or race Judge me on skills not my color or race Judge me on skills not my color or race Judge me on skills not my color or race, say that shit to my face Say that shit to my face Say that shit to my face Say that shit to my face Say that shit to my face Grimm, my pseudonym, I'm an emcee not a singer Put more dents in the game than the face of Wayne Hyzienga Scarlet lettered, fettered as a wigger, just a wannabe Beset with every epithet, can't get the best of me People used to giggle and laugh, clear a path I'm over coming obstacles like Jeremy McGrath Those who used to raise an eyebrow, kowtow Had no respect for you then, got no respect for you know My spectacular vernacular suspends disbelief You went from verbose to coatose, silent as the chief Our time is brief, I hope no one forgets me I've got goals to achieve before I leave like Gretzky |
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