Certain Kind of High (Remix)

Get to the microphone and I eat it up like a savage Deliver the package, record drop, I'm more than the average You couldn't salvage your lyrics, I'm reigning from the top I'm talking provocative rocking till the rhythm stop I'll rock a parking lot, corner store, or porch stoop Not just a club scene but a buzz fiend of real roots So I said f*ck loot, I'm out to get a certain high I'm touching sound that will keep a writer getting by One pound of flesh for the value whether thought or written Intermittent flow with a glow, in fact I'm never missing I'm merely itching and wishing to get a crowd to listen I'm on a mission to color the often composition So while you glisten, I'm ripping a dark to sketch a verse I self medicate a sickness only getting worse An auditory thirst, serpent with a jaded tongue Traded one bar and chamber split a nickel plated gun Yeah, yeah, yeah, rhythm complimenting my tracheal deviation Correlation to the imagery built in a conversation Elevation, never back track, second to none And I intoxicate the beat just like the tar up in your lung And I don't know who did it, but they said it was Kaus And yo I'm shaking the grounds, forget a subtle applause I'm here to touch the globe, and yo I'm feeling rambunctious Tongue twist flows for the track when I bump this Jump this rhyme up and out to the next With a substance-rhyme coincide for the mesh Spill the truth, leave a mess, and I'm banging on a war drum I got an anagram flippin' off a metaphor's tongue Chasing your dream huh? Kid, you ought to run more Done more writing, spit a verse till your lungs sore I bring it back, attack a track, intact in every way Corrupt the people with a sequel, let the record play