Rob Swift - The

Lyricism don’t sell no more / that’s what they say but I just ignore it / I won’t forfeit, I push forward, the forth record / this is a force to be reckoned with / I’m like a wrecking ball, tearing down the wall / Kick open the door when I step to the bass drum / Passion in my lungs, spit till my face is numb / Worldwide, but I’ll never forget where I came from / I’m going long distance, with short circuits / I’ll leave behind more money, for more purpose / Heard you ever heard an MC like this? / I tell it how I see it like an eyewitness / Then I broadcast all the true facts / 12 years in the game, walking a narrow path / Climbing uphill, this is dedication / Constantly elevation, bringing the medication / You didn’t know you could be the IV did you? / The solution to the social issues is you / It’s me to, if you have the ability / To respond, then it’s your responsibility / Excuses are useless, the truth is – it takes more then music / To bring forth improvement to this / Jungles of concrete, the streets are john blaze (hot) / The beats rotate on plates (turntables), I speak FAITH / Over the most hopeless circumstances / Advance with, perseverance and stay focused / Take notice, the tapes rolling – smile for the camera / High caliber, mark your calendar / Revolutionary lyricism flowing poetic / The dialect you’d expect from my genetic inheritance / Confidence and arrogance are opposites, I’m offering / Concoctions of hotness, rescue the hostage / Hostile with hot styles in piles and piles / Travel many miles to arrive RIGHT HERE / And survive through the torture and treachery / I battle principalities with spiritual weaponry / My technique, pose threats like four techs (guns) – I blow sets / Explosive, I’m on deck, it’s CODE RED / I touch your brain through your forehead with forceps / Squeeze minds instead of triggers, I’m on a mission / Fully automatic, with phonographic static / Opponents mad at it take them out like bad habits / Savage on tracks with milliliters of spit / That blast faster the gats (guns) or millimeters with clips / You feel the beat when it hits cause Marco Polo did it / My only limit is the flesh but my souls infinite / Eternal life and internal peace / I was infected with sin but I found THE IV /