Numbers

One time for your mind, like the old ones say
One life, one love, one Earth, one day
People say there's two sides to a story
There's also two sides to a blade that can make a scene gory
Three universal truths that tell us all about life
And imperfection like the divorce of a man and a wife
There's four elements in the world; I've chosen two
Water for how I flow, and fire for how I burn a beat or two
So much knowledge on this track, I'm feeling like a Five Percenter
You feel any smarter, you should give me thanks like November
So many rappers this year have been laid six feet under
Most of these deaths now still strike us hard like thunder
There's seven deadly sins that can send you to hell
There's still eight million stories in the city to tell
All this shit I'm saying might have you Wonder like Ninth
Either you might react in awe or you might be blind
Also, there's ten commandments in the Bible to obey
So be sure to thank God every day that you pray
Got nothing to lose like the nigga from Ocean's Eleven
The beat's about to go off, and that's the end of this lesson

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It's blasphemy for you to see the last of me
Mouth is the barrel, words are bullets, and mind is the magazine
My name ain't Cassidy, but I'm bringing bars back
I suggest ya'll start back, here, let me hand ya'll a starter pack
Mr. Experienced right here, been doing this for more than five years
Like a master, but without the white hair
I'm killing rappers like Freddy Krueger in nightmares
And guzzle their remains like I'm downing bottles of Lite Beers
Or maybe Guinness
I'm a menace like Dennis
Killing beats in a matter of minutes
The crowd is the witness
It's strictly business
When I get vicious
With vocabulary that's malicious
And pernicious
Have 'em running like bitches
To their own momma
Wetting their pajamas
Tell em bout the drama
How I left them with one eye like the cyclops from Futurama
Fire beats, intelligence, I combine this
Against motherfuckers that's rhymeless
Leave their whole state mindless
And generally spineless like amoeba
Write rhymes with no cheeba
Niggas say they animals? Better call PETA
I see the, future in my plans and it's clear
It's my year
No doubts, no regrets, and no fear
I'm the only nigga in Wilson that's ever this nice
The way I flow on this, you might need a flotation device

Rent (Verse 1)

I'm getting older, but I'm never too old to dream
When I get on my busy shit, I do the work of a team
See, I came up with a scheme to do it all for the CREAM
Haters see me and they start getting mad and steamed
I told myself, 'Just keep walking through life and not a step lesser'
I thought of being a teacher or even a professor
But then I found music
Listening to Jay-Z, I knew I had to make my dream seem more than just an illusion
Making beats, writing rhymes, the whole nine
Bars, snares, flows, hi-hats, and basslines
Sure, music's never in my bloodline
But I kept practicing till I grew better and better like fine wine
13, blasting Wu-Tang in my room
And banging beats in the tables of the desk to the lunchroom
To 16, experimentation in Fruity Loops
From there, I had to put my growing talent to use