Purest Heart - Chris Webby, Joell Ortiz, Talib Kweli

Every year they say I’m back, but I never left you

My shit is next level, I raise the threat level

I got a permanent spot in the top ten

I live there, you corny niggas just drop in

You super lame, you don’t really understand music

The true remain, and you hate it because you can’t do it

You transparent, they can’t stand it, the fans boo it

Your chick the finish line: the whole hood ran through it

She try to act like Cinderella but that ho frontin'

End of the night her toes bunion, coach become a pumpkin

They wanna act like I owe em somethin', I don’t owe em nothin'

Watch you niggas break fast like they toast butter

A perfect storm and the coast is flooded

Mos discovered that my flow is gutter

You posers sound like your growth is stunted

Rap snitches diggin' ditches, working undercover

Real recognize real, we don’t know each other

It’s that new guy, all I do is make trouble

On some pills, now it’s soundin' like the bass muffled

Just a normal dude, focused with a straight hustle

I’m down to Earth yo, Challenger space shuttle

Blue collar and cold as a Coolatta

I’m the king up in the burbs so they callin' me Mufasa

Kill it on the mic and I do what I do proper

Just watch when I’m rocking like bada-bing bada-boom mama

I’m an animal, ferocious, I don’t suggest you approach it

Or provoke it, cause the last time the doctor gave a prognosis

He said I was out my fuckin' mind in case you hadn’t noticed

So just pass me my bottle of Adderall so I can focus

And some bomb tree, cause it’s C-Webby and Kweli

Here to drop heat, so the wack rappers they gwan leave

Baby watch me, cause until I’m on the top seat

I’ma kill em and no one can stop me, motherfucker

Y’all in trouble, I ain’t even get my feet wet

You know how much sweet flesh my teeth get these beats just

Seasoning, no reasoning, primalistic defeat again

When we begin to walk leaves fall from all of the trees and then Weaker men was

raised their head to peek within the valley

Pterodactyl, beat screech, leeches swim and stampede begins

Me and them, same species different creature

When I bleed this pen just know you’re breathing in Joell Ortiz and em

Occupy the top of the food chain, you bottom feeder

I’m on fire, they barely warm: koala fever

I ain’t even at my hottest either, y’all been lally gaggin'

Poppin molly, dressing drag, playing follow the leader

Me I’ve been bodying speakers, catching a body and beatin' em

Fucking buffied up bodies in Bali on holiday weekends

Your bitches do karate, they chopped and you probably eatin' em

Nasty, nigga