Resurgence Intro

[Intro: ? & Ghetts]
When you go, when you come from an era of like, literally, just a, like, man just spitting a simple eight bar
And then you hear somebody spitting sixteen, chorus, sixteen, chorus
Yeah, the only other person that I knew existed that was like this was Sharky Major

[Verse 1: Sharky Major]
Show a guy some respect, I work up a sweat
For this worthless cheque, you must accept
I still come correct, pro dialect
Bad intellect, one you can't intercept
Lyrics I inject, your brain it infects
Man can't attempt to reject my select
I inject, connect, then wait for the effect
You get a blow direct, you can't protect
Now understand that Shark's [?]
Shoot that tide, bare tears they wept
I look in the mirror, it don't reflect
I'm demented, you might get taze in your neck
Your face, I'll dissect, for the best MC
Sharky dialect, my style is perfect
My flow, you won't detect
My flow, you won't expect
I don't give a ras where they come from, I've been a don from
Way before Sisqo made "Thong Song"
Guided man through the maze like a Tom-Tom
In this game, I'm still a don don
Back then, I was cautious
But now I might buss all over the game, no condom
What's wrong? If it's on, then it's on, I just
Finish a boy quick like Wonton
Warm up the ting, no long johns
Run up on your set like "yo, that's Bigz
And you dun know John John"
If you've got food
You might see the whole lot gone
More time, they wanna beg and bread but
I don't give 'em one ounce of respect
I see them [?] getting their ponce on
Chat shit, I'll lay you out on the deck like
My Muslim dons might say mashallah
The Major's a star, I can still go far
Don't get gassed when man tell me I'm good
I already dun know say that I'm hard
Dem pussyholes can't go bar for bar
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Break 'em up like cars getting stripped apart
You'll get ripped apart, you can't diss the shark

[Break: Ghetts]
So Sharky Major had the, um
He had the lyrical ability, like
Sharky was lyrical

[Verse 2: Sharky Major]
General through your aerial
The imperial, still ready to bury you niggas
Yeah, you spit but I ain't hearing you niggas
Incredible, straight up terrible spitters
If grime gives you air, it figures
[?] keep lyrics
Keeping it true
Some grow a likkle beard and feel wicked, ha
But why would I be shook off them? They're all 'nanis
Any more spit ish niggas, all carnis
Chatting like they're hood, practice is all boog
If you ask me
They see me, walk past me
Really, when I set speed from the start, G?
One too many MCs matching the technique of Sharky's
But the scene weren't advanced
So I parked it up for a decade
Now I'm back to blow it up like grenades
Course I'm still barring, fuck [?]
You don't wanna start shit
You can't control your fate
Or I'll come, I told you in '02
I'll take you out, son
Nuttin' ain't changed
I still blaze out, dons see me in East with beasts
But I've got North, West and South dons

[Outro: Ghetts]
So Sharky Major had the, um
He had the lyrical ability, like
You know what I'm saying?
Sharky was lyrical
Like mad lyrical, his lyrics