Level IX Lyrics
| Song | Level IX |
| Artist | MCskill ThaPreacha |
| Album | The 9th Chapter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Olawale Aremo | |
| 作词 : MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| [VERSE ONE - MCskill ThaPreacha] | |
| I'm still on it, your best girl she sits on it | |
| She love the way i give her raw and i milk on it | |
| She like a rapper, she grabs it and she spits on it | |
| Work her hand, lips and tongue, she a freak on it | |
| In my Apex, my rhymes the latest | |
| And I ain't new to this rap shit, I'm a vet and proud to say this | |
| Black, White, Hispanic, Asians all appreciate this | |
| Ain't racist, got love for the cats who wouldn't play this | |
| Listening to me? requirement! its the basics | |
| I'm ever ready like the firemen from Croatia | |
| And i ain't ready for retirement, this occupation | |
| Gotta stay inspired, my environment, my motivation | |
| No debating, i rock steady! My terrain, not friendly | |
| But i stay afloat amongst many | |
| Some rappers study my attitude and philosophies | |
| While others giving me attitude and hypocrisy | |
| I just wanna fulfill the prophecy | |
| Won't stop till i become G.O.A.T, my destiny | |
| Touch lives, make bread and share the slices | |
| Get cheese, kill the mice and the kill the vices | |
| Never lost it, i never did, now let me breathe | |
| Starved my fans for boombap, but I'd never leave | |
| I pledged allegiance to my true religion | |
| You'll never catch me sleeping, i stay consistent, you know the reason | |
| The clock's ticking, i'm still here! That's God-given | |
| 2019, still here! God-given | |
| 2020 up to 2085 God willing | |
| The future damn clear, divine blessings | |
| They stay vexing, my discog they should respect it | |
| They sharp shooters online, but they imma teach 'em a lesson | |
| In real life, they wouldn't dare to pick a fight | |
| They run helter-skelter, they screaming Jesus Christ | |
| Funny fact, my ****ing face ain't even scary | |
| But you wouldn't face me and say shit like you do to many | |
| And i ain't gotta kick no battle rhyme to slaughter | |
| Everybody will get touched including sons and daughters | |
| Way back I was the type, who strangles with the mic cable | |
| Take your heart and feed it to your wife and babies | |
| But peace, love and unity is in my heart now | |
| I survived the bullets when i got shot down | |
| Not by the gun but by the media | |
| They say I'm too Hip Hop, man its spiritual | |
| Cos when I preach, teach and educate these kids man | |
| These niggas scream MCskill you full of shit man | |
| But if i spit a verse about hoes they think I'm hot | |
| Too many dumb niggas in the game, you gonna stop? | |
| What's hot? What's not? I'm not a flop | |
| I keep germinating, boy i'm not a crop | |
| Now Crop this, get a perfect picture | |
| I'm top 5 dead or alive yo, The supernatural! | |
| [VERSE TWO - MCskill ThaPreacha] | |
| Going in on the beat like i got a score to settle | |
| Big-up Stormatique, sick Instrumental | |
| Heavily armed, packing heat, feel this metal | |
| About to go off, run along, use the pedal | |
| Bout to blow up, ride along, stay on radar | |
| When A cappella connects to beat, snatch their medals | |
| Attitude this cold, don't need sweaters | |
| You worthless, you ain't Rockefeller's | |
| Ain't getting cheddar, you live a fake life | |
| Staying hot in the spotlight, now that's the real fright | |
| Y'all amateurs, leave you extinct like dinosaurs | |
| Heard you checking on my catalogue | |
| For survival skills? well, i preach that | |
| Tryna cut a deal? You wish clown | |
| Pish pow! Your ass getting beat down | |
| Only way you survive is when you kiss the ring fam | |
| Put it on the gram when you pledge allegiance | |
| Like you put it on the gram when you buy a new sneakers | |
| Quick reminder, you never was a soldier | |
| Never could take shots, you never had an holster | |
| Now its time for a Rollercoaster | |
| Early retirement, boy its over, you ain't Cyril Stober | |
| I got a lot to remind ya, before you went viral | |
| Who came up with the plan yo?! | |
| Who came up with your stage name? Me! | |
| Who taught you how to rap boy? Me! | |
| Cos i'm your daddy in this business | |
| Now you wanna stab me in the back Son, That's foolishness | |
| So you all grown now, you wanna act shady | |
| The aftermath disastrous, no Dre shit | |
| I brought you in this game and i can take you out | |
| I preach peace but you know what I'm all about | |
| Back to it so these weapons, i gotta use it | |
| Take position and take shots like Patrick Ewing | |
| My precinct, my jurisdiction | |
| Ever try to cross it, you go missing, Listen! | |
| In my prime so you can't shine | |
| Supernatural stays hungry, yeah its lunch time | |
| Now who's gon blame me for feeding on you punk? | |
| Responsible for your own downfall, Jonathan Goodluck! | |
| [VERSE THREE - MCskill ThaPreacha] | |
| From the glorious land, i bring the boombap sound | |
| Busy in the lab, kids busy with the body counts | |
| And I ain't gat time for crackers on the internet | |
| They lil kiddies, yes, they lack intellect | |
| Listen to music that messes with their minds | |
| Since '99 i been way ahead of my time | |
| Cos i studied the scholars and the OGs | |
| The Louis Farakkhans, the Chief rocker Busy bees | |
| The Herc, Bam and flash, the Kris Parkers | |
| By '09 i was focused on the gospel | |
| My first name is love, so i preach it | |
| Shout out to my temple fam, we on that real shit | |
| That real hip hop, that raw boombap | |
| When i spit it you know its way deeper than rap | |
| You know I'm blessed, so i be spitting on the trap | |
| Showing off my skill set, you should know i stay sharp | |
| Now you wanna call the supernatural wack? You playing! | |
| I see em thugged out, in real life they slay queens | |
| And the wicked, they defeated this year | |
| They play the pity game, look in their eyes bro its all fear | |
| Now its all clear, i see their ****ing tactics | |
| Put on masks but forget to get rid of the dance shoes | |
| If you get that line, you an OG | |
| The last Don, Pippi De Lena back in '96 | |
| Its the future, held the down mic for eons | |
| Last true MC, out of this earth, Venus | |
| You will respect me | |
| Gunning for that GOAT title and I'm thinking who's gon stop me? | |
| You? Nah! You corny like yo raps | |
| On the road to be a legend i don't need a ****ing map | |
| I got the PhD, the prayers, hard work and discipline | |
| Never forget i breathe consistency | |
| You alive and your dumb ass ain't know the methods | |
| To be a real cat, you gotta know the essence | |
| The three natures of Hip Hop | |
| I'm talking about The consciousness, the kulture and the product | |
| I Am Hip Hop! I mastered this craft | |
| Bring peace to the man, woman and child | |
| Yo! I Am Hip Hop, i reach for the stars | |
| 2018, i'm still out here kicking it LIVE! |
| zuo qu : Olawale Aremo | |
| zuo ci : MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| VERSE ONE MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| I' m still on it, your best girl she sits on it | |
| She love the way i give her raw and i milk on it | |
| She like a rapper, she grabs it and she spits on it | |
| Work her hand, lips and tongue, she a freak on it | |
| In my Apex, my rhymes the latest | |
| And I ain' t new to this rap shit, I' m a vet and proud to say this | |
| Black, White, Hispanic, Asians all appreciate this | |
| Ain' t racist, got love for the cats who wouldn' t play this | |
| Listening to me? requirement! its the basics | |
| I' m ever ready like the firemen from Croatia | |
| And i ain' t ready for retirement, this occupation | |
| Gotta stay inspired, my environment, my motivation | |
| No debating, i rock steady! My terrain, not friendly | |
| But i stay afloat amongst many | |
| Some rappers study my attitude and philosophies | |
| While others giving me attitude and hypocrisy | |
| I just wanna fulfill the prophecy | |
| Won' t stop till i become G. O. A. T, my destiny | |
| Touch lives, make bread and share the slices | |
| Get cheese, kill the mice and the kill the vices | |
| Never lost it, i never did, now let me breathe | |
| Starved my fans for boombap, but I' d never leave | |
| I pledged allegiance to my true religion | |
| You' ll never catch me sleeping, i stay consistent, you know the reason | |
| The clock' s ticking, i' m still here! That' s Godgiven | |
| 2019, still here! Godgiven | |
| 2020 up to 2085 God willing | |
| The future damn clear, divine blessings | |
| They stay vexing, my discog they should respect it | |
| They sharp shooters online, but they imma teach ' em a lesson | |
| In real life, they wouldn' t dare to pick a fight | |
| They run helterskelter, they screaming Jesus Christ | |
| Funny fact, my ing face ain' t even scary | |
| But you wouldn' t face me and say shit like you do to many | |
| And i ain' t gotta kick no battle rhyme to slaughter | |
| Everybody will get touched including sons and daughters | |
| Way back I was the type, who strangles with the mic cable | |
| Take your heart and feed it to your wife and babies | |
| But peace, love and unity is in my heart now | |
| I survived the bullets when i got shot down | |
| Not by the gun but by the media | |
| They say I' m too Hip Hop, man its spiritual | |
| Cos when I preach, teach and educate these kids man | |
| These niggas scream MCskill you full of shit man | |
| But if i spit a verse about hoes they think I' m hot | |
| Too many dumb niggas in the game, you gonna stop? | |
| What' s hot? What' s not? I' m not a flop | |
| I keep germinating, boy i' m not a crop | |
| Now Crop this, get a perfect picture | |
| I' m top 5 dead or alive yo, The supernatural! | |
| VERSE TWO MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Going in on the beat like i got a score to settle | |
| Bigup Stormatique, sick Instrumental | |
| Heavily armed, packing heat, feel this metal | |
| About to go off, run along, use the pedal | |
| Bout to blow up, ride along, stay on radar | |
| When A cappella connects to beat, snatch their medals | |
| Attitude this cold, don' t need sweaters | |
| You worthless, you ain' t Rockefeller' s | |
| Ain' t getting cheddar, you live a fake life | |
| Staying hot in the spotlight, now that' s the real fright | |
| Y' all amateurs, leave you extinct like dinosaurs | |
| Heard you checking on my catalogue | |
| For survival skills? well, i preach that | |
| Tryna cut a deal? You wish clown | |
| Pish pow! Your ass getting beat down | |
| Only way you survive is when you kiss the ring fam | |
| Put it on the gram when you pledge allegiance | |
| Like you put it on the gram when you buy a new sneakers | |
| Quick reminder, you never was a soldier | |
| Never could take shots, you never had an holster | |
| Now its time for a Rollercoaster | |
| Early retirement, boy its over, you ain' t Cyril Stober | |
| I got a lot to remind ya, before you went viral | |
| Who came up with the plan yo?! | |
| Who came up with your stage name? Me! | |
| Who taught you how to rap boy? Me! | |
| Cos i' m your daddy in this business | |
| Now you wanna stab me in the back Son, That' s foolishness | |
| So you all grown now, you wanna act shady | |
| The aftermath disastrous, no Dre shit | |
| I brought you in this game and i can take you out | |
| I preach peace but you know what I' m all about | |
| Back to it so these weapons, i gotta use it | |
| Take position and take shots like Patrick Ewing | |
| My precinct, my jurisdiction | |
| Ever try to cross it, you go missing, Listen! | |
| In my prime so you can' t shine | |
| Supernatural stays hungry, yeah its lunch time | |
| Now who' s gon blame me for feeding on you punk? | |
| Responsible for your own downfall, Jonathan Goodluck! | |
| VERSE THREE MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| From the glorious land, i bring the boombap sound | |
| Busy in the lab, kids busy with the body counts | |
| And I ain' t gat time for crackers on the internet | |
| They lil kiddies, yes, they lack intellect | |
| Listen to music that messes with their minds | |
| Since ' 99 i been way ahead of my time | |
| Cos i studied the scholars and the OGs | |
| The Louis Farakkhans, the Chief rocker Busy bees | |
| The Herc, Bam and flash, the Kris Parkers | |
| By ' 09 i was focused on the gospel | |
| My first name is love, so i preach it | |
| Shout out to my temple fam, we on that real shit | |
| That real hip hop, that raw boombap | |
| When i spit it you know its way deeper than rap | |
| You know I' m blessed, so i be spitting on the trap | |
| Showing off my skill set, you should know i stay sharp | |
| Now you wanna call the supernatural wack? You playing! | |
| I see em thugged out, in real life they slay queens | |
| And the wicked, they defeated this year | |
| They play the pity game, look in their eyes bro its all fear | |
| Now its all clear, i see their ing tactics | |
| Put on masks but forget to get rid of the dance shoes | |
| If you get that line, you an OG | |
| The last Don, Pippi De Lena back in ' 96 | |
| Its the future, held the down mic for eons | |
| Last true MC, out of this earth, Venus | |
| You will respect me | |
| Gunning for that GOAT title and I' m thinking who' s gon stop me? | |
| You? Nah! You corny like yo raps | |
| On the road to be a legend i don' t need a ing map | |
| I got the PhD, the prayers, hard work and discipline | |
| Never forget i breathe consistency | |
| You alive and your dumb ass ain' t know the methods | |
| To be a real cat, you gotta know the essence | |
| The three natures of Hip Hop | |
| I' m talking about The consciousness, the kulture and the product | |
| I Am Hip Hop! I mastered this craft | |
| Bring peace to the man, woman and child | |
| Yo! I Am Hip Hop, i reach for the stars | |
| 2018, i' m still out here kicking it LIVE! |
| zuò qǔ : Olawale Aremo | |
| zuò cí : MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| VERSE ONE MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| I' m still on it, your best girl she sits on it | |
| She love the way i give her raw and i milk on it | |
| She like a rapper, she grabs it and she spits on it | |
| Work her hand, lips and tongue, she a freak on it | |
| In my Apex, my rhymes the latest | |
| And I ain' t new to this rap shit, I' m a vet and proud to say this | |
| Black, White, Hispanic, Asians all appreciate this | |
| Ain' t racist, got love for the cats who wouldn' t play this | |
| Listening to me? requirement! its the basics | |
| I' m ever ready like the firemen from Croatia | |
| And i ain' t ready for retirement, this occupation | |
| Gotta stay inspired, my environment, my motivation | |
| No debating, i rock steady! My terrain, not friendly | |
| But i stay afloat amongst many | |
| Some rappers study my attitude and philosophies | |
| While others giving me attitude and hypocrisy | |
| I just wanna fulfill the prophecy | |
| Won' t stop till i become G. O. A. T, my destiny | |
| Touch lives, make bread and share the slices | |
| Get cheese, kill the mice and the kill the vices | |
| Never lost it, i never did, now let me breathe | |
| Starved my fans for boombap, but I' d never leave | |
| I pledged allegiance to my true religion | |
| You' ll never catch me sleeping, i stay consistent, you know the reason | |
| The clock' s ticking, i' m still here! That' s Godgiven | |
| 2019, still here! Godgiven | |
| 2020 up to 2085 God willing | |
| The future damn clear, divine blessings | |
| They stay vexing, my discog they should respect it | |
| They sharp shooters online, but they imma teach ' em a lesson | |
| In real life, they wouldn' t dare to pick a fight | |
| They run helterskelter, they screaming Jesus Christ | |
| Funny fact, my ing face ain' t even scary | |
| But you wouldn' t face me and say shit like you do to many | |
| And i ain' t gotta kick no battle rhyme to slaughter | |
| Everybody will get touched including sons and daughters | |
| Way back I was the type, who strangles with the mic cable | |
| Take your heart and feed it to your wife and babies | |
| But peace, love and unity is in my heart now | |
| I survived the bullets when i got shot down | |
| Not by the gun but by the media | |
| They say I' m too Hip Hop, man its spiritual | |
| Cos when I preach, teach and educate these kids man | |
| These niggas scream MCskill you full of shit man | |
| But if i spit a verse about hoes they think I' m hot | |
| Too many dumb niggas in the game, you gonna stop? | |
| What' s hot? What' s not? I' m not a flop | |
| I keep germinating, boy i' m not a crop | |
| Now Crop this, get a perfect picture | |
| I' m top 5 dead or alive yo, The supernatural! | |
| VERSE TWO MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| Going in on the beat like i got a score to settle | |
| Bigup Stormatique, sick Instrumental | |
| Heavily armed, packing heat, feel this metal | |
| About to go off, run along, use the pedal | |
| Bout to blow up, ride along, stay on radar | |
| When A cappella connects to beat, snatch their medals | |
| Attitude this cold, don' t need sweaters | |
| You worthless, you ain' t Rockefeller' s | |
| Ain' t getting cheddar, you live a fake life | |
| Staying hot in the spotlight, now that' s the real fright | |
| Y' all amateurs, leave you extinct like dinosaurs | |
| Heard you checking on my catalogue | |
| For survival skills? well, i preach that | |
| Tryna cut a deal? You wish clown | |
| Pish pow! Your ass getting beat down | |
| Only way you survive is when you kiss the ring fam | |
| Put it on the gram when you pledge allegiance | |
| Like you put it on the gram when you buy a new sneakers | |
| Quick reminder, you never was a soldier | |
| Never could take shots, you never had an holster | |
| Now its time for a Rollercoaster | |
| Early retirement, boy its over, you ain' t Cyril Stober | |
| I got a lot to remind ya, before you went viral | |
| Who came up with the plan yo?! | |
| Who came up with your stage name? Me! | |
| Who taught you how to rap boy? Me! | |
| Cos i' m your daddy in this business | |
| Now you wanna stab me in the back Son, That' s foolishness | |
| So you all grown now, you wanna act shady | |
| The aftermath disastrous, no Dre shit | |
| I brought you in this game and i can take you out | |
| I preach peace but you know what I' m all about | |
| Back to it so these weapons, i gotta use it | |
| Take position and take shots like Patrick Ewing | |
| My precinct, my jurisdiction | |
| Ever try to cross it, you go missing, Listen! | |
| In my prime so you can' t shine | |
| Supernatural stays hungry, yeah its lunch time | |
| Now who' s gon blame me for feeding on you punk? | |
| Responsible for your own downfall, Jonathan Goodluck! | |
| VERSE THREE MCskill ThaPreacha | |
| From the glorious land, i bring the boombap sound | |
| Busy in the lab, kids busy with the body counts | |
| And I ain' t gat time for crackers on the internet | |
| They lil kiddies, yes, they lack intellect | |
| Listen to music that messes with their minds | |
| Since ' 99 i been way ahead of my time | |
| Cos i studied the scholars and the OGs | |
| The Louis Farakkhans, the Chief rocker Busy bees | |
| The Herc, Bam and flash, the Kris Parkers | |
| By ' 09 i was focused on the gospel | |
| My first name is love, so i preach it | |
| Shout out to my temple fam, we on that real shit | |
| That real hip hop, that raw boombap | |
| When i spit it you know its way deeper than rap | |
| You know I' m blessed, so i be spitting on the trap | |
| Showing off my skill set, you should know i stay sharp | |
| Now you wanna call the supernatural wack? You playing! | |
| I see em thugged out, in real life they slay queens | |
| And the wicked, they defeated this year | |
| They play the pity game, look in their eyes bro its all fear | |
| Now its all clear, i see their ing tactics | |
| Put on masks but forget to get rid of the dance shoes | |
| If you get that line, you an OG | |
| The last Don, Pippi De Lena back in ' 96 | |
| Its the future, held the down mic for eons | |
| Last true MC, out of this earth, Venus | |
| You will respect me | |
| Gunning for that GOAT title and I' m thinking who' s gon stop me? | |
| You? Nah! You corny like yo raps | |
| On the road to be a legend i don' t need a ing map | |
| I got the PhD, the prayers, hard work and discipline | |
| Never forget i breathe consistency | |
| You alive and your dumb ass ain' t know the methods | |
| To be a real cat, you gotta know the essence | |
| The three natures of Hip Hop | |
| I' m talking about The consciousness, the kulture and the product | |
| I Am Hip Hop! I mastered this craft | |
| Bring peace to the man, woman and child | |
| Yo! I Am Hip Hop, i reach for the stars | |
| 2018, i' m still out here kicking it LIVE! |
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