ILLmatic Flow

[Verse 1]

I enter like the 36 Chambers Of Wu-Tang
Finisher of the game G kick it like Liu Kang
Symbolic syllables it's lyrical when I flow
Keeping it so original from my head to my toe
The individual with visuals that riddle you
No interview is needed for me to get them residuals
I'm Criminal Minded like Boogie Down word to Chris Lighty
Niggas quick to bite me now they wanna take it to the 90's
It's a shame, but nobody can drive in my lane
Born and raised in D.C., G. Pryor's the name
We will never be the same even when I get some change
In my pockets and they change
And I skyrocket to the top of the game
Rocking the same style I had since a teen
I do me, yeah I'm the way that I seem when I'm seen
Ugh, that's all you hear because the flow is disgusting
It leaves sucker MC's with a bubbling stomach
And the hiccups, excuse me flows just run through me
You can copy and paste but you'll never undo me
I'm so clutch with a touch like MJ
You niggas are turtles and G's Splinter the sensei
The game was wounded 'til I healed it like Dende
By going back to the ROOTS of it, Kunta Kente
But no Toby, shady flow but no Obie
You'se a young padawan and I'm so Kanobi
Dipped in red like a devil I'm a rebel like Nasir Jones
When I write it's like the rhymes are sewn
To the beat, no stitches, I'd rather leave niggas in ditches
And my religion is macking your 'itches
Stacking my riches, leaving them livid
And disgruntled by the way that I'm living, I get it
Lincoln Heights, Northeast, DC what I rep
Without Ruben or Russell my Jam is Def
You deaf if you're not feeling G's one of the best
Sleeping on me? here's a pillow have a good nights rest
'cause when you wake up and realize you missed out it's too late
My words are painful to wack rappers mouths like a toothache
I'm clever too, plus I'm doing things that you will never do
The reticle on the metal will leave your body vegetable
Yeah I'm still at it, the flow is illmatic
Wreaking havoc on microphone devices is a habit
On my frequency no competition all I see is static
There you have it, another classic from Pryor was crafted (crafted)
(yeah summer '95, and it's on like that)

[Hook]

My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
(don't play me close I'll have this mic up in your mid section)
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
(ready to battle, but most M.C.'s ain't ready yet)
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
(so hear me out one time you gots to be yourself)
My pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers
(yo, ayo we'll see who can hang, yo)

[Verse 2]

Man fuck it I'm going back, G. Pryor I'm here to conquer
The flow so sweet I'm hated on by Willy Wonka
Anybody can get it, I'm the best in my division
When I spit this mixture of Illmatic and It Was Written
Your ears are getting smitten, my tape is cold put on your mittens
I'm chilling but your misses say she giving up the kitten
She loving the way that it go down
And the way I'm switching the flow now
Whoa Now like B. Rich, you see this, I'm gifted, uh
No scripts my lyrics are from the heart
I'm the best rapper alive I don't need a fucking chart
I just tear MC's apart limb by limb
I'm A Tribe Called Quest, they're Johnny sim-sala-bim
I'm hood like butter tims, you softer than Bubba Shrimp
I fuck her then send her home, you lay with her cuddling
Everyday I'm hustling, a boss like Rick Ross
She hops on the dick and then she gets off, get it
The pictures that I paint are vivid
If your job is touching my money then you getting paid a visit
I hope you know you listening to one of the greats
On of the few niggas left that still got something to say
Mixing the recipe cooking up what I'm destined to be
Hoping my destiny is what I've been investing in G
So I can make it from, and show the streets what you can do
Which is anything you want baby it's all on you
Pryor, and he stays way in front of the relay
So far, you couldn't even catch me on the replay
Your flow fugazi like you bought it off of Ebay
Buying views and shit trying to make it off of rebates
Lame as shit
I ain't lion but I'm a king ain't no taming this
Another rapper comes out, I start to foaming at the mouth
Then pout ready to pounce increasing my body count
Then bounce like Bankhead, leave a track stretched out like it's planking
I stay on top of my game kid
In case you're not aware and you did not know
G. Pryor, I got that illmatic Flow

[Hook]