(feat. Grap Luva)



[Hook:]  "I'm international", "Got to uphold the raw shit"



[Round 1]

Yo' check it

My writin' tight words I incite these herbs to bite 

Complex like walkin' through project streets at night

Made a pact with God to uphold the raw shit

Don't flip, we gettin' rotations like buzz clips

While you wait to react, I launch my attack from the ground up

Right and exact like these tracks 

Hittin' on facts weavin' gold on wax 

Up late nights scribing these rhymes by candlelight

Sodomites take delight in the words I recite

Proceed to educate at the jam I stimulate

Where I'm from got potential plus grabs in the barrel

Holdin' people down longer than the grey pharaoh

Makin' rows narrow so we achieve all goals

See sights, watch dreams unfold quench the soul

With the words I possess the story is told

When I'm done creatin' this I got to break the mould



[Hook:] "L-O-N-D-O-N"

"Grap Luva, comin' straight from New York"

[scratches]



[Round 2]

Yo, Avoidin' stress never take a life for chess

Concidered blessed, movin' amongst the madness

While protected plus I've been selected to bring wannabees to their knees

Who be claimin' these 

It's a general thing

My status, seven stars

My M-16 is these sixteen bars

Third eye open, refuse to scribe foolishness

Usin' this to project word sound (connect the power)

Get respect lead these seeds by example

Like a tree in growth I keep my roots ample

Your mind's a corridor darker than, full of confusion

I come with remedies that crush all illusions

Yo, I write my rhymes one day at a time

Average cats bite styles ( better off bein' mines)

With these lines I possess my story is told

Biters, they getting bold so I breaks the mold

(Here we go)



[Hook:] "L-O-N-D-O-N"

"Rap murder, comin' straight from New York"

[scratches]



[Round 3]

Highly unlike any other cats on mics 

I mesmirize as these beats and rhymes (they take flight)

When in rhyme fights inspired by my tight flow

Astute attribute, bound to win, place in show

But I'm no race horse, forget whippin' up on me

Get your wolves and your meager army theres no harm in me

Listen made your stash from no giggas and pimp hats

We don't pop shit to leather gems while they bitch 

Pull their car quick They ungrateful an' slick

If they weaker then their flows then your flow ends quick

Slack jaw cats with no facts always complain 

subliminal beats won't work (call my name)

Still the Y.S.B. crushin' flies so swiftly 

Brothas won't know you as a true emcee

(Rather intense b)

That's how my story is told

My soul was never sold because I broke the mould



[Hook:]

[scratches]