Archetype - Tonedeff

Now, Who the fuck are you to judge me?

Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can & can’t do?

Can you repeat the feats I’m achieving to rhymes and beats

Or even conceive that I’ll be competing still even when I’m deceased

Now beating me is easier than finding peace, But niggas still criticize

My work and my lines and my shirt down to the size

In a world of scouring eyes, and words compounded by lies

The artistry of lyricism I epitomize

Cause I’m the archetype — original as they come

Ayo, they broke the fuckin mold when they made this one

Said I’m the archetype, cause there can only be one

The day intelligence sells, we’ll leave the industry stunned

It’s overwhelming, cause there’s so much to say and so much to change

But for every rapper constantly bitching, I made a record that’s honestly

different

Just watch the world scoff in the distance, and cynic’s bark in resistance

And still, in its wake, this archetype’s bound to mimmicked

This is the new hip-hop, devoid of boundaries, gimmicks

Or rigid genres, with no apologies given

To solemnly sing aloud and then spit poly’s without inhibition

In a world where courage is reprimanded, but cowardice isn’t

The power to listen and learn, keeps me adaptive

A tribe fan that appreciated the classics

But damn if I’m trapped in the past, I act to surpass what they crafted

And still manage to travel the path on the maps that they drafted

And man, I’m rappin on behalf balance

The do it all MC, with the 2 long sleeves, and a passion for practical magic

A tap of the wand, and I’m graphic — another tap, I’m the fastest

You tap again, and I’m chanting on a piano ballad

The preconceived notions get shattered

Fuck mainstream & underground — is the shit any good?

is what matters

Why categorize?

There’s wack and there’s nice

So, I put all that to the side and reset the standard for any cat that just

asks for a mic

So with that in mind, Them niggas won’t last after they’ve established their

hype

While mine’s only added, more than half of my life

And I’m last in a line of cats with divine talent — Don’t ask for a sign

Answers will rise in the passage of time —

Cause I’m the Archetype