TRIPLE-DOUBLE (feat. Emma Effers)

Ironically, couldn't tell you what semantics means It's all the same from smaller veins to major arteries Needed stents but did some stints and now they 're part of me So pardon me, if I split ya three ways like the fleur-de-lis Writing bars writ large so I don't deceive Should've started a Kickstarter, start-up or an LLC Haven't made scratch from this rap, it's just how I breath I come in peace Famous last words that were heard right before the feast Captured, slathered, dipped into the fricassee This kitty cat purrs like the furnace on the fritz again Break through plaster I'm Eric Koston after kickflipping Thats my intro, first impressions for the primitive Bachelor's, master's, but you bastards couldn't fix a thing I run it backwards with the balance of a Billy Goat Unconcerned with greatness just the basics and the difficult I'm in a different cult Shout out shout outs this is one for my kindred folk No doubt no doubts coming out from my inner globe Corralled and riled, what about? I don't really know I really don't, but I really would Reroute my route to come hold down your aerial Land, sea, dance floor, back drop, burial Get all this and more, your best-case scenario Get me on the court and I'm trouble Get me on the court and I'm trouble Get me on the court and I'm trouble Get me on the court and I'm trouble Last week messed around and got a triple-double Ever since a child I've been bound to rock Illa still a little juvenile, you hear the sounds of "ha" I'm dialed in, after hours, overtime around the clock Hustle like a damn hound, I'm standing higher than a mountain top Top of the key, drown the shot Hoping to be astounding my ma No matter what I release, whether the piece is profound or not We surround your whole energetic boundary Everybody come out with your hands up on the count of three Sheesh, don't gimme the loot, let me give you the truth We just maurade for ears, this is what we're here to do Stick and move, how you gonna leave me uncontested Game on the line, watch me operating under pressure Not one to flex cause your boy's not too muscular But boy do I hustle hard, go right for the jugular That's a fact, man, I'm known to write a couple bars You could find me out on the tracks LI double R Throw back, Zo Jersey, old cat New era, no cap, how the hell he do that He stays raw and original Emanating straight for the source and the mineral For sport, we run a clinic on the cynical Up and down the court, yes of course I mean this literal F*ck going viral, I'd rather go vinyl Go to the finals, team on my back like a spinal tap Get me on the court and I'm trouble Get me on the court and I'm trouble Get me on the court and I'm trouble Get me on the court and I'm trouble Last week messed around and got a triple-double