Excellence by The Way I Be Lyrics

Claim that you ballin i call cap, fools always hating then fall back, those sounds you makin you call rap? Amateurs claiming a tall stack, yet not even makin a small fraction, clean breaks, you couldn’t cause a fracture, for Pete’s sake, you better pause and stop the actin, like cut, delete, keep practicin, bustin on beats til you master them, yo shit ain’t sweet, it’s saccharine, you couldn’t leash what I’m rappin in, how I’m lashin out, bitch I’m back again, I can never keep the racket down, green gas that I pass around, will get you higher than a fuckin rocket ship, above the clouds, high as shit, sparked, lit a fire with nothin but bars spit profound, you missin your target by a mile, time you accept it and reconcilе, ima invest in this epic style, I havеn’t confessed in a while, the evidence pressin your file, your case, fate, all is enveloped in hate, can tell that you fake, I never will tolerate all that lame shit kids are on today, it’s a hard card to play, honestly, fuck what they gotta say, this rap is a part of me, up out of there, all the same shit that they sayin dishonoring, 4 gold chains like I’m Shabba Ranks, Mr. Loverman come and get a taste, keep her comin back, ain’t afraid to say a fuckin single thing, any part of day, I’m a renegade, and you gettin served, like a dinna plate, vivid curves that I illustrate, couple wicked burns in the shit I say, dedicated to the pen and paper, and I’m dominatin every loop and break up, extrapolating in a fluid make-up and eradicating all the fools and fakers, fascinating how we choose to commit the behavior that’s breaking the planet apart, we unbothered, and positive that we ain’t playin a part, but I’ll pop up and poke a few holes in yo logic, astonish em all through the bars, the art, spittin the knowledge it’s hard, bitch I’m the energizer bunny, chargin it, sparked, lit up the concert and shit, whoa, low key my shit soundin sinister but I’m known to be preachin like ministers, listen, the way I deliver this, often abolishin simpletons, hittin a pause and pivot so quick that I’m flippin it, flippin the flow, with some brilliance, kick in the door on my biggie shit, so sick and tired of these idiots

Tell em to give it a rest, I will not accept any petty shit

The Way I Be known to spit with finesse, addressin the globe with a readiness

Effortless flow specialist

This is the evidence, excellence

Check this shit



It’s tough to express the feelin in my chest, with the world such a mess, it’s overburdened and stressed, reflect internally on a journey to inner peace, without the need of excess pills or lean, your dopamine is all out of balance and you can’t handle it, yo who’s that rappin this? I flop one time, I trip two times, that’s where true talent is, there’s too many counterfeits, they spitting the wackest shit, they follow the rage they follow the craze, but I’m tryna counter trends, they gone at the sound of it, they rollin no gamblin, I’m dope as a damn syringe, injectin the rap in this, the lifestyle glamorous, we fly out to outer space, to the stars like an asterisk, you rappers a damn disgrace, I put u in caskets with, this lyrical mastership, stay speakin heat passionate, played on repeat like I’m lappin quick, emcees cannot land a hit, I’m bobbing and weavin and fast as shit, blockin the demons they bask in sin, I’m back in the spirit to rap and surpass the bitches, so know we gon rise from rags to riches, handle business, like a fan of winnin, plan to get it with the pad and pen and layin line after line of the baddest writtens, rhymin on time there’s no clap I’m missin, channel the vibe, the sound kickin, ultimate high, I can’t quit it, pull up, surprise the competition, wide open eyes, seen an apparition, this is real life, ain’t no time for iffin, no, focus in on the fuckin mission, keep a tight grip, on your mental fitness, locked in, so we brought the realest, cuz they lost in the wrong, false image, picture this, strict bars spittin, less ad libs, more knowledge in it, yeah, I can’t miss, bitch I’m too committed, runnin practice like I’m track sprintin, still drillin, drillin like a damn dentist, or a carpenter, when I spark it up, amateurs never catchin up, we on different levels, separate caliber, this that real shit that you cannot touch, you can’t deal wittit then you take a loss, and I will spit it till the day I drop, Eminemin in the way talk, if you miss it, then you still get caught, on the hook, I won’t play the pawn, or the rook, I’m the fuckin King so they welcome me with open arms but closed lips, cuz there’s no fuckin talkin over this, yo hold my shit, comedians have told they last joke, its time to dissect these posers, take they minds and open them up, skullcap got some bunk growing from it, they come up, then they plummet, I don’t fuck with the bummin

My trunk always bumpin, I’m young on the come up

I’m done with assumptions, my lungs got em jumpin

I’m stuck in the dungeons, I’m a beast
I’m a monster but I speak with a conscience

I don’t speak out of greed, I don’t fiend for the profit

There’s some fuckin Free Knowledge

For ya mothafuckin ass

Ima muthafuckin junkie , I'm a addict

To this rap shit

If ya didn’t know by now, news flash I drop classics

That realign the Earths axis