Sharp As A Tack lyrics

Title: Sharp As A Tack

Album: Slave Music

Producer: Mr. J


Verse 1

Old spirit. Young face.

Built for the distance. I don't chase.

I make a lot of moves but go at my own pace

So serious is something you dudes I can't take.

Little crabs in a bucket; rats in a maze.

Attracting my gaze is like asking for AIDs.

I'm the son of success. A brother to achievement.

If Hip Hop is dead then I smile in bereavement.

Believe me, you'll see me way up above the ceiling

You're dealing with that which has always been appealing

A cultivated mind, an affinity for grinding

Legendary focus so don't waste my time.

When others get shook I got nerves of steel.

Hop in the truck and play chicken with the Batmobile.

It's not up for debate. It's a well-known fact.

That Infinite Skillz stays as sharp as a tack.


Verse 2

Yes sir! That is quite the case.

Got em frothing at the mouth. Haters wipe your face.

I was well-rounded before I founded

B.A.S.E. but never had problems staying grounded.

Schoolboy steez but I graduated.

Got a pocket full of fresh and I'm glad you hating.

You're only validating, all the moves I make.

You struggle locally; I'm taking over two states.

Florida's where I stay. Virginia's what I claim.

And they both go crazy for my Headband Game.

If I looked any better I would kiss myself

So good with the mic, I should diss myself

So I could have competition, but really what's the purpose

I'm so tall in the booth, my shadow gets nervous.

Who else you know with a clique that starts off headlining?

Times up. Quit trying.


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