Drifter

Jon Murdock

Yo, break that shit down for these motherfuckers, yo

Cut you like surgical precision with my burst of wisdom

I'm the fourth, your first dimension, here to curse the system

First, he kissed 'em, and second, he fucked 'em

And that's your favorite rapper? This shit is disgusting

I'm nicer than all these commercial rap rhymers

Heath Ledger MCs, Brokeback Mountain climbers

A Bentley in the video, a chain and some bitches clubbing

Even though the track is wack, all these kids will love it

The shit we rock, the music is ill

And the MCs that rhyme, they do it with skill

They do it without or they do it with deals

Put in the work for years and they do it for real

How you feel?

Y'all will never know what type of life I lead

The way I think, the emotions or the sights I've seen

Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams

Never stop and steady rocking, through this mic I breathe

On this mic, you's a wack motherfucker that think he nice

Made a few beats and say you got a deal with Winky Right

You doing this music, you fluent with acoustics

Pulled two strings and Fruity Looped it, you stupid

I can't stand to stand, I can't stand you, fam

Went to New York to see your bitch, now you're mans with Cam

I'm a leader, you's a follower, demolish you

Sampled Oliver, now the streets should acknowledge you

And Lil Wayne's the best, I'll put these lames to rest

Blaze your chest, put the money up, pussy, place your bets

Hip-Hop's dead as a doornail, I'm more ill

Immune to wack MCs, we at war still

'Cause y'all will never know what type of life I lead

The way I think, the emotions or the sights I've seen

Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams

Never stop and steady rocking, through this mic I breathe

Breathe ether, the beat heat seeker, supreme speaker

Ceremony master of rhymes, here to teach you

A backpacker, back smack your wack rappers

From now and hereafter, my presence creates a fear factor