Masta Ace

Masta Ace - Letter To The Better lyrics

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Allow me to begin  once again my friend
 Yo  it's Ace in Action  here to send
 Any and all MC's into a frenzy
 Cause I'll take a rapper out just like a Benzi
 Yeah  this ain't the same old  lame old
 Bragging and nagging  yo all that became old
 Years ago  and yo  here's a pro
 fession that will better and freshen the soul
 I am going on and on like an adventure
 Some of y'all are offered that cause I sent ya
 Hmmm, this move is forward, or would
 You like it if I pause, yeah you sure would
 But I ain't pausing, no stop, just like a freeway
 You're claiming too close, I need some leeway
 Cause it's about time for the party to get a
 Little bit hyper and yo, this is a letter to the better

 So go check the mail for yours, I unveil the jaws
 Then I dog ya, get down on all fours
 So he can blow the capital A, the dream
 Rhymes are fierce, pierce your ears like a laser beam
 Reach, and I'll teach you each the speech
 Spectrum, even if you add bleach
 It won't fade or run, cause it's made of one-
 hundred percent knowledge to weigh a ton
 Listen bud, yo the rhyme's a dud
 Pencil or pen and I'll draw
 Blood I'll take a strong stance, strictly long pants
 No short-taking, when you hear my song, dance!
 Cause you can't keep still, so dance til
 You drop or the hip-hop stop, but it never will
 Yeah, now if you're better, then here's the move
 Ace in Action, I'm here to show and prove
 Plain and simple, you train my rhyme a pimple
 Bust it, and watch it in your temple
 You need Buffrin, you're suffering, can you cope?
 Nah, nope, cause it's dope, and you hope
 I might slip or trip, stall or fall
 But all hope is lost, you've been stalled
 Drugged, you've been bugged if I'd said a
 Another line in this verse, this is a letter to the better

 I'm flowing, so in fact, kind of rivery
 Are you a dope MC? Special delivery
 There's no time, here's a rhyme, go ahead open it
 This is a letter to the better, I know you're hoping it
 Might be some claim on my greatness
 But once I state this, watch the crabs rate this
 You wear a crown, you don't deserve one
 You need a meal for the mind and I'll serve one
 Like a chef so def, I'm gonna rip up
 Rhymes they gonna rip up those that turn a lip up
 One page at a time, you keep reading
 Each stage of the rhyme, where's it leading?
 You want to know where a path leads, you follow it
 I feed you your pride and make you swallow it
 Used to be an innocent bystander and the
 Lotta years filled my ears with slander
 Why should I choose to get used to the way you burn?
 When will you learn that every rapper has a turn?
 And when the spotlight shines on you, you ought to glow
 And show, the next man how to grow
 And so, enough said about yourself
 The central wealth of our people is mental health
 And good things come in due time
 And through rhyme, watch as a few climb
 Non stop, straight to the top just to get a
 Great big piece of the pie, this is a letter to the better
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: JCOR Entertainment

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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