Prototype

Specimen is showing dramatic improvement Pulse steady at 85 beats per minute Administering 10 CC's of epinephrine Pupils dilating, he will be the protégé Built by the Gods, clear my path as I go to fight With real silent jaws, fangs hanging from an overbite Kneel, then I pause, life's a gamble, time to roll the dice And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype Kneel, then I pause, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype I'm a monster, a jaw dropping lunatic Absorbed every lyric in my mind, now I'm losing it I put my bleeding heart and wise soul into the music and Just wait to hear the kick and then I go in just as soon as it Drops then I twitch, feel it coursing through my veins I'm the product of a saint, metamorphosis, I change Into a beast when on the mic, then I just roar, listen to James To get the motivation I need to draw my sword and spit some flames As I was taught to, give y'all music y'all can rock to Learned when to speak my mind and bite my tongue when not to The trials and tribulations, lack of patience that I fought through Let me tell myself with pride “there's nothing that can stop you” Don't even question my abilities I studied all the greatest from the classic rock to real MC's And built the walls to my foundation patiently while still at ease Then paid my dues through déjà vu's to obtain what my familia needs Built by the Gods, clear my path as I go to fight With real silent jaws, fangs hanging from an overbite Kneel, then I pause, life's a gamble, time to roll the dice And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype Kneel, then I pause, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype Dolomite on the mic, Han Solo type F*ck Hilfiger, nigga, I’m the Polo type No bark, all bite, f*ck hard all night Cream pie, all white, dark skin or light All bullshit aside, 8055 Jeff James, Groveside, flow that the hoes like .40 on both sides, Chevy with loud pipes I ain't heavy on hot side, I strike while your mouth wide I hail from the south side, post bail from jail Give them hell in my cell, Newport smoke in the air No hair, don't care, knuckle game rare You scared, don't dare, best prepare I want my share I ain't the one to fool with, I’m coming with the tools, bitch I’m ruthless to the foolish and I suggest you cool it Before you make me do it to you if the shoe fits (I’m a mother fucking prototype), you knew this Built by the Gods, clear my path as I go to fight With real silent jaws, fangs hanging from an overbite Kneel, then I pause, life's a gamble, time to roll the dice And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype Kneel, then I pause, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype Response to stimuli is good Heart rate increasing Built by the Gods, clear my path as I go to fight With real violent jaws, fangs hanging from an overbite Kneel, then I pause, life's a gamble, time to roll the dice And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype Kneel, then I pause, I'm a mother fucking prototype Prototype, prototype, prototype, prototype And I will fight the odds, I'm a mother fucking prototype