The How

The Saga Begins

 

(Kalligraphy)

 

The bars got depth, I speak easy unlike the rest

From you what you can digest, these are just the baby steps

This is F & F in the flesh, let’s get to the next

Intellect little text, time to test levels of your stress

These rhymes I invest into vignettes of the internet

The death of the less unblessed possessed

Got my neck in connect from a theft suspect

Subjected to the theft of the best architect on my neck

It may be time to protest the whole set

Cuz Imhotep just left after he wrote his last project

It’s been so dead since the west became disconnected

Until it revived after years of wreck, we up now, let’s guess

Who brough the game back to be at its best

K-Dot mixed with a little bit of Zay-Wop

Damn, the people who the rejected staying blessed

 

(G Face)

 

These hands bisexual, any clan, any man get cleansed from the bottom to top within, make ya body take vicodin.

Wishy-washy type kamikaze, G' strike like a 100 flashes from a paparazzi, jiu-jitsu blood in my eye like sharingan Kakeshi.

Bodies on bodies in G's lobby, stacked ceiling high and we got the high end, sign a petition saying "G' must stopped then!"

Kal got that Kal-El pen, we international, got graffiti that say "G and K strikes again."

The pen bleeds for a reason, sifu patience with ink fist attention, 2 jabs and ya soul be leaving.

De La Soul is my soul, souls-like dodging but my raps never thin, Mexico, where I go when I need some dealing.

Santeria never my healing, God's got me, now I'm really living, shoutout the angels for shielding, my dragons crest needed some leveling.