Artist: Defari Album: Focused Daily Song: Gems Typed by: Nelson2014@aol.com "How did this bullshit happen? Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?" (2X) "I despise a duck MC on the mic" -> Defari 'Big Up' Verse 1: Rhymes and gems I run tracks like Ben Johnson Dick Vytel said my style was awesome P.T.P. MC Prime Time Precisely Word to Brothers I get Isely And voyage to Atlantis black sea world of panthers Where bothers don't question they answer Mathematically with lyrics of strategy The goal is to remedy the world of these wack MCs Exactly, Defari lyrical athlete Find me in the final heat of the Olympic track meet For MCs This kid he's not the average I'm on the rise son like my name was Backstage Laminate I got a cabinet of members all who posses spectacular vernacular Blazing through contenders I remember when hip hop was genuine When gimmicks were limited MCs were magnificent Shows were omnipotent The crowd was all feelin' it If a kid had skills on stage yo he'd reveal it But nowadays mad MCs need lessons in stage presence Instead of claimin' they represent While I enterprise, maintain, stay awake and wise What you hear is what you get No lies no disguise Hook: (x4) "How did this bullshit happen? Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?" "Rhymes and Gems" "I despise a duck MC on the mic" Verse 2: I like the milk I like the lactate I like the milk type cords over a phat ass drum break With skill my mind spins like windmills For MC creeps I got noun and verb fills and brain pills I combine dentistry with crainiology Stacks of facts not mythology So when I catch wreck to enterprise the land of the sunset How much run should one don get? I say plenty That's word to Penny Hardaway Hip hop is an arena and every show is like game day On Sunday or Monday Whatever day I play at a professional level Here, in L.A. And that's a raw fact no fiction in this guy The essence of a pharaoh D to the E fari The only weapon I brandish is my vernacular Defari the tackler Duck MC capturer Hook Verse 3: Word to the Barbershop MCs I got the remedies for enemies Who possess flimsies Concepts I bomb step to detonate A vocal explosion as big as a tidal wave See I'm that kid that you know that you never even heard about Defari Heru will soon spread by word of mouth Through every ghetto street, backstreet and phat jeep I enterprise the west combine with strength plus finesse (Now how we go?) I 'm blessed by Allah Almighty Teaching class daily plus I'm writtin' rhymes nightly Mad MCs be lyin' everyday They be them same kids who drink pop off instead of Bombay Saffire The day will come when they expire Retire or get sliced by this lyrical barb wire They admire While I wire a fax to my everyday contacts Plans to make my cash triple stack Hook Outro: Thank you and good night.