[Intro]Covey Leader calling Raven, come on RavenCovey Leader calling ravenCovey Leader to Raven, talk to me JohnnyThey’re all gone, sir[Verse 1: Apathy]Back to the mystique, I’m like an axe that hacks through the weakI bet racks Ap’s raps traps rats like feral catsThe Pharaoh tracks cracks planets like they’re in parallaxI can’t relax, Ap’s flyin’ faster than pterodactsI’m Arafat, flak jacket suit with a pair o’ slacksCompare the facts, blacks call me cracker like parrot snacksThese suckers seein’ double like Parent TrapsMy paragraphs graft skin together like sarin gasI’m airin’ trash out, blast very fastHelicopters landin’ like they’re in M*A*S*HI’m rollin’ in blood... like a bear in grassYou’ll get embarrassed fast like barin’ ya bare assLeave your city barren with ash and barrels o’ gasI’m standin’ there with a match, you’re no matchI’ll let the air out ya max, you’ll have a pair o’ flats, arrogant bratsI’m out back buryin’ gats, you’re barely relaxedFeel like ya pissin’ in ya slacks like when barium reactsRap’s sacred as Egyptian Pharaoh burial maskKerosene’s my Listerine, that’s why I carry a flaskAnd Ap carries a staff that does Solarian mathTo avoid an aerial crash with an alien craft[Verse 2: O.C.]Scholars searchin’ for me like theArc of the Covenant contained insideThe several hooks and verses that I wrote with [?]Welcome to the ceremony told to the people byA verbal vanguard who’s part of a new franchiseNo playin’ the pine I’m active, back in practiceSend out ya emails, phone calls, and faxesEvolved over, check the time now when it startedKnow this growth from a boy to a man, come my style is goldenThe second nature for many is rappin’For me it’s normal conversation that I mastered with time and patienceMystique is elusive, sick with it, lupusWay out, nicknamed Jupiter, I’ll piss on LuciferConducive to bands playin’ acousticsHearin’ me acapella my voice alone is music(Covey Leader calling Raven)Are they lies or the truthDescended to mine, got whipped or died by the nooseI’m an extension of a tribe with some low endSo check the rhyme while I’m flowin’Catchin’ ya ears with the [?]Bestowed is a gift by the Supreme Bein’, third eye seein’Them falsehoods, you have a choice to believe ‘em or not
