Public Address by Kounsel Lyrics
[Intro]
Muhammad Ali Sample
[Verse 1: Kounsel]
Live from New York City... I go by the name Kounsel...
You are listening to The Bar Exam
Uh, I spit that
Gimme change like Obama shit
My conglomerate, respect the house that the dollar built
Sparkled the light, drill bit sparks the earth in the night
Revolver spin the wheel of fortune with no Vanna White
It get’s rough, take a bite out of crime McGruff
You ain’t enough for the heavy weight gloves Lil' buck
Chasing dreams, foot race with the mainstream
Brought to you in part by the voice of the Masons
Have you seen the toll that it’s taking
Assalamu Alaikum is heaven or is hell gon' take him
For years bakin' the bread and never gave a crumb
Planned to stuff my face till my pockets was Professor Klump
People listening now heating up the rostrum
Ready to blossom Mayim Bialik on my boxspring
Extract the data, redact ya plannin of livin outlandish
Buyin land masses constructin mansions
Is it possible what Charles Dickens depicted in a Tale of Two Cities
The best and the worst of times coexisting
I’m a one trick pony, spittin on the mic, my one trick only
Will u take the time to get to know me, Homie
Humankind has stopped evolving, too much re-bloggin
But not my shit, beg ya pardon
I know that I could stumble so I keep it humble like Christ do
Walk on the Moon like michael, spit stanza’s and haiku’s
Understand the cycles and what they might do in the fight dude
It’s hard to keep my cool in rap as a white dude
And spit like a disciple, not lead you down the wrong road
The game is stuck in a dark room with black matter
Create somethin with black magic extract the data
End the chatter, as a matter of fact abracadabra
Yea, Let the credits roll..
Long chain gawdy unskilled emcee’s
Its hard differntiate the real when you see it
Your brain is so warped you can’t even hear it
So I have to tell you I’m a diamond in the rough and hope you feel it
Don’t mean to be rude, this ain't just for solo artists I will get at crew's
Give me a couple brews you get lumped and bruised
Finally made the news but, it's not the way that you wanted to
Uh, I had to tussle with roaches and rats in the attic
Abracadabra like black magic they all scattered
While the world is on that full time marijuana shit
I'm on that full time melting your face type rhymer shit
I ain’t quite lilly white
[Outro]
Malcolm X Sample
Muhammad Ali Sample
[Verse 1: Kounsel]
Live from New York City... I go by the name Kounsel...
You are listening to The Bar Exam
Uh, I spit that
Gimme change like Obama shit
My conglomerate, respect the house that the dollar built
Sparkled the light, drill bit sparks the earth in the night
Revolver spin the wheel of fortune with no Vanna White
It get’s rough, take a bite out of crime McGruff
You ain’t enough for the heavy weight gloves Lil' buck
Chasing dreams, foot race with the mainstream
Brought to you in part by the voice of the Masons
Have you seen the toll that it’s taking
Assalamu Alaikum is heaven or is hell gon' take him
For years bakin' the bread and never gave a crumb
Planned to stuff my face till my pockets was Professor Klump
People listening now heating up the rostrum
Ready to blossom Mayim Bialik on my boxspring
Extract the data, redact ya plannin of livin outlandish
Buyin land masses constructin mansions
Is it possible what Charles Dickens depicted in a Tale of Two Cities
The best and the worst of times coexisting
I’m a one trick pony, spittin on the mic, my one trick only
Will u take the time to get to know me, Homie
Humankind has stopped evolving, too much re-bloggin
But not my shit, beg ya pardon
I know that I could stumble so I keep it humble like Christ do
Walk on the Moon like michael, spit stanza’s and haiku’s
Understand the cycles and what they might do in the fight dude
It’s hard to keep my cool in rap as a white dude
And spit like a disciple, not lead you down the wrong road
The game is stuck in a dark room with black matter
Create somethin with black magic extract the data
End the chatter, as a matter of fact abracadabra
Yea, Let the credits roll..
Long chain gawdy unskilled emcee’s
Its hard differntiate the real when you see it
Your brain is so warped you can’t even hear it
So I have to tell you I’m a diamond in the rough and hope you feel it
Don’t mean to be rude, this ain't just for solo artists I will get at crew's
Give me a couple brews you get lumped and bruised
Finally made the news but, it's not the way that you wanted to
Uh, I had to tussle with roaches and rats in the attic
Abracadabra like black magic they all scattered
While the world is on that full time marijuana shit
I'm on that full time melting your face type rhymer shit
I ain’t quite lilly white
[Outro]
Malcolm X Sample