Memory

[Intro]

Listen, to the melody

[Verse 1: Prince Ea]

Uuhh, uuhh, Niggas turn the rap game into a floor show
I'mma bring it back to the war zone
Back to the third world people with the torn clothes
I got a worm hole in my wardrobe
Wanna see the North Pole?
Don't forget your fur coat
Cheese, I don't like the breeze
Could you please keep that door closed?
Morse code I'm about to go AWOL
You ain't hard just because you broke a few state laws
I speak to ghost forms
Living in graveyards
But it wasn't until I deciphered the cave walls
That I realized
Life is an equation best simplified
But one that you can't solve
I take charge and I try to be the best
Cause rappers are watered down
Like coffee grounds and cheap exk
EMS, is where I send niggas lyrically
This is basic
Stop claiming that I'm spitting deep
Sometimes at night
I take a sip of tea
And sit and think about the industry
Wishing that it was just a dream
So much ice it’s like
I'm in the Pleistocene's
But I lay back
And try not to let it get to me
Fucking in the scene
With the kitchen sink
I hope you drown in your Krystal and Hennessy
This is Hip-Hop hegemony
But, You can’t get rid of me
I'm perfect like the bullet that killed President Kennedy
The rapper from the Philistines
If I feel the need
I can existentially rip the beats systemically
With the same synergy as the Trinity
Through God and imagery
I'mma show you I'm a ill MC
I'm who everybody pretends to be
I'm the extra-terrestrial biological enemy
I'm the effects of Dimethyltryptamine
I am mass multiplied by the speed of light squared equals energy
I'm the line that separates the infinitesimal
From infinity
I am the centerpiece
I'm your best friend
And your Worst enemy
You’re nothing without me
I am your memory

[Outro]

Listen to, the melody
Listen to, the melody