Contain The Rush (feat. B1 The Architect)

Claiming you got some bars I'm sick of this shit We need to rebuild like licit split How can we expect the truth to persist When all that's been passed is a flick of the wrist Don't flick up my lighter man give me my Bic No ones gonna get hurt if you give me my script Fans peeping my merch they get giddy and flip Then I ship out the product and give them the slip From the Prophet's description the Architect building the foundation for killing this track The long lost prescription our bars over rhythm and round table of gents spitting facts Intense then relaxed, a breath it'll pass, a breast with the past, the best with the pad Invest in the messages mess with the vestiges next step be blessed where you're at Ain't no stopping or containing us All these wack motherfuckers look the same to us Ain't hear to scrape the win man we play to crush Move at breakneck speed can't contain the rush