Revelations - Wesley Rocco, VZn

Gunning and running, they listen in abundance

Crews I’ve wrecked hundreds, many cyphers got pummeled

Refuse to lose the battle so I slaughter them like cattle

I abuse and bruise, they scramble

Know the flow too much to handle

Attack a track remember that

Most these cats lack the knack

For rapping man these jacks be wack

And most they raps keep falling flat

Witness the vision and get this conditioned

Flow so efficient and gifted like Christmas

Bars so vicious and malicious

Go hard scarring competition

Go ballistic

So ambitious, ain’t no stroke of fiction

Limit your bitching or be lifted from your broke dimension

Spitting facts, stacking up racks

I been a mack

Ripping stats, collecting plaques

Man my team been so stacked

Dissing kids, splitting wigs

Man we get ridiculous

Perfidious, these hypocrites don’t want a lyricist

Never fumble the numbers, rappers be ducking for cover

Never stumble we brothers

N.E.

we running the summer

I said we running the summer

Hear us rumbling coming

Now I can’t fumble the come up

Tryna double my commas, let go of everyone bumming

Y’all my brothas but just existing ain’t giving me nothing

When I blast the speakers loud you know that we up to something

For anybody who want it

Yeah we got it speaking like a prophet no not Muhammad

Putting on for the ones, know that I keep it a hundred

Catch me stunting when I walk in, green in my pockets

Leaning and coughing, the weed got me lost in

My coffin, when I die they better hot box it

I’m boxing, Ali in his prime, or Steve Austin

Stone cold, triple H don’t fold

Pearly gates, will I reach em, I just don’t know

Let’s forget about it, got all the time in the world

We can contemplate our fates after this ganga gets smoked

I’m on the same shit, I’ve been the same way

Locked in my cave, writing stories like my namesake

But now the flame lit, get on my wavelength

Don’t want the glory, I’m not in it just to claim fame

I need the music, seeping out my soul, it’s therapeutic

I’m so lucid, dreaming living life so clueless

I abuse it, keeps me sane when I’ma lose it

I’m Rasputin, a little crazy but I’m goofy

Extra loopy, smoking chilling on the roof like I’m Snoopy

Eyes droopy, bit of a foodie like my name is Scooby

Underdog call me Rudy

I like an attitude but don’t be snooty

I’m an unseen visionary, like Dali and Pimp C

I’m like a dignitary

We keep it pushing cause this dream is like our missionary

Yeah we know that we the shit and this is dysentery

Muddy cup bleed through

Feeling like Fantasia cause it’s up when I see you

Why they can’t catch up cause I’m moving in Evisu

Pockets full of honeycombs, something like the bees do

Yeah they know how we do

Always got the M’s on my mind, I feel like Vegeta

My bro got the stick he gon' swing that shit like Derek Jeter

I’m waiting on my come up boy you better come and meet me

Before I’m getting too much money to see anything but greens

They walk in this bitch with the mac and the forty

I don’t think they can handle it

Call me Kyrie Irving, I’m in this bitch with prime time handling

Some shit done left me scarred so much

I don’t think they can bandage it

But I’m still coming up in this bitch

You can pass me the crown, I ain’t coming to ask for it

Yeah, in the stars riding on asterisks

Why they try to keep up if you moving too fast and shit

Always coming first, I ain’t ever seen a last

These boys really dummies, why you think they always crash