Word

[Verse 1: Bless]
So I craft lyrical drafts of spiritual
Spoke emotional, my life's physical
Physically delivered through the juggles
Of syllables and similes, metaphors and philosophies
I conduct miracles, verbally a disciple of principles
Fundamentally infatuated with the art of poetry, believe that
Hip-Hop is secondary, my rhymes are my reason
And I am but the guide to where my literature is Eden, uh
I lay the prequel in line with the sequel in mind
Find the verbs and the nouns to the sound that align like a thin red line
Phlaow! Redefining the lines
Mine’s a constant addiction to diction
The vision to reach and teach who listens to breach divisional lines
Watch me leave them behind, I go mercurial through pain and pressure
My pen's pleasure designing on paper my treasured scriptures
Ya heard, man I'm so obsessed it’s absurd
I'm pledged to the page after page or all age and that's my word

[Chorus: Bless & Azrael]
*Sample* Yeah
*Sample* One Time
*Sample* Hah!
*Sample & scratches* And that's my word

[Verse 2: Azrael]
Word up son, this is murder with no guns
Samurai sword swinging we slaughter for Sho-
Gun down the beats with the ammo that's so poetic
And I'm counting the numerics while I'm killing the alphabetics
Aye, B, see (C) that I'm D-E-F
Now you can smell what I’m cooking ‘cause I be the chef
No cost I won’t force you to take this course
Open source recipe so you can taste this sauce
When every line is drawn every page is torn
I'm on the writers’ block till the day is dawn
Just waiting for the time before the verses spawn
Imma shine on every beat I put my verses on
Let me break the mic down to the break of dawn
And if you doze Imma shove it down your throat when you yawn
You better wake up like the alarm is on
‘Cause when I bond these words yeah my word is bond

[Chorus: Azrael & Bless]
*Sample* Jyeah
*Sample* One Time
*Sample* Aye
*Sample & scratches* And that's my word

[Verse 3: Bless]
Chapters and paragraphs
Catchphrases, fresh paraphrases on blast
Highly lethal ways I address, command and conquer
Grammar bombs and napalm verses
Weapons of lecture, signed, sealed, delivered with class
Language be thumping my chest, burns with rhythm
I meet them with context to no contest at the peak of my breath
Check ill vocab cache, flex lyrical finesse
Engage in stanzas, my standard's too high to surpass
Yes, I'm dropping parables like no variables
Stay valuable like editions limited
I’m limitless like novels of nobel prize
Be it prose or poetry ain't none can defy the likes of me
Grand master narrator, dictating narratives
Out of this world, yet native still to speech, I call it love
Dialogue's my diagram, I'll speak it till it hurts
My rhymes are forever and that's my word

[Chorus: Bless & Azrael]
*Sample* Yeah
*Sample* One Time
*Sample* Hah!
*Sample & scratches* And that's my word