[Verse 1: Lord Shafiyq]
Shafiyq is the Lord, that's all one must hear
To know the dopest rhymes will enter their ears
Yes I have to come to obtain, sustain, maintain
My name and fame, I got to do my thing
I had left, but now I return just like a boomerang
No half-stepping, in 88 I'm taking full steps
I had to get my pockets straight
Cause I believe in making dollars by the duffel bags
So heavy in my pockets it makes my Ballys drag
When I step to a beat like the present one
But light on my feet, cause I'm the fluorescent one
Who came to entertain a battallion or platoon
So give me some space and leave me some room
??? in Arabic, ??? in Hebrew
The Lord in English, now only if we knew
What I can do with the mic in my hand
It wouldn't be no controversy about the Asiatic man
Made from sand, or better yet dust
The Lord Shafiyq is a must
Cause I am a star
[Verse 2: Lord Shafiyq]
Yo, remember me, or did you lose your memory
Or did I do a demo on your memo
You're trying to say that you have amnesia
I guess the rhymes was dope like anaesthesia
On the rapping field I'm like Larry Csonka
Not so easy to conquer
A Tonka toy in a matter of lengths
I will administer a hurting before you even start to think
I wasn't born to be normal, or conformal
On the mic like the others who are normal
(Yo your skills are extraordinary)
Thank you brother Safiy, that's why I'm the legendary
Lord Shafiyq, who used to be Gerry
Until I was taught, cause knowledge I sought and sought
Until I reached my destination
To find out my ancestors are the constellations
The Big Dipper, the Little Dipper
H2O sipper, had a dolphin named Flipper
God bless his fins and God bless the wins
That I achieve when I'm battling
Rodents, which is star spelt backwards
Rats, a scavenger who lacks this
Style that fits me like a tube sock
Like a frisbee, your record is tossed to the boondocks
Because it doesn't gloss like mine
A star ain't a star if a star don't shine
So just read the Torah, and Sodom and Gomorrah
I brung down the city's walls with my aura
So knowledge the rhymes because the rhymes are hype
Or better still, knowledge the light
Cause I am a star
[Verse 3: Lord Shafiyq]
I got to extract, contract, adapt, like a uterus
So you can move to this cause I ain't new to this
Or that, and being anti-wack
Makes it easy for a brother like me to rap
Now when I tax I wax then I relax and max
And sit back and watch the damage that I caused with smacks
It's a fact I'm black, original at that
A true descendant of Adam just to be exact
If you comprehend the recitation, knowledge the situation
You would know I'm from a very great nation of
Kings and queens, prophets and pharaohs
Way before BMs and Camaros
Did ever exist, and no-one got blissed
Whoever got high, their life did get kissed
That's no lie, even now as a thug
I've been arrested for impersonating a drug
Cause I'm dope, so dope that from now on
When I sweat, I sweat Methadone
I must move on, like a nomad
I won't go mad cause I'm so bad
When I pick up a mic and recite I'll ignite like dynamite
And I tempt a wind to write but he can't fight the light
That I shed so watch his head take flight like a kite
Then burst, when he reaches a certain height
I got pull like gravity, I know you'd rather see
The star shine instead of a sad emcee
Pouring nonsense out of his cup
This could mean shut up
Cause on the mic is a star
And on the scratch, DJ Doc is a star
Shafiyq is the Lord, that's all one must hear
To know the dopest rhymes will enter their ears
Yes I have to come to obtain, sustain, maintain
My name and fame, I got to do my thing
I had left, but now I return just like a boomerang
No half-stepping, in 88 I'm taking full steps
I had to get my pockets straight
Cause I believe in making dollars by the duffel bags
So heavy in my pockets it makes my Ballys drag
When I step to a beat like the present one
But light on my feet, cause I'm the fluorescent one
Who came to entertain a battallion or platoon
So give me some space and leave me some room
??? in Arabic, ??? in Hebrew
The Lord in English, now only if we knew
What I can do with the mic in my hand
It wouldn't be no controversy about the Asiatic man
Made from sand, or better yet dust
The Lord Shafiyq is a must
Cause I am a star
[Verse 2: Lord Shafiyq]
Yo, remember me, or did you lose your memory
Or did I do a demo on your memo
You're trying to say that you have amnesia
I guess the rhymes was dope like anaesthesia
On the rapping field I'm like Larry Csonka
Not so easy to conquer
A Tonka toy in a matter of lengths
I will administer a hurting before you even start to think
I wasn't born to be normal, or conformal
On the mic like the others who are normal
(Yo your skills are extraordinary)
Thank you brother Safiy, that's why I'm the legendary
Lord Shafiyq, who used to be Gerry
Until I was taught, cause knowledge I sought and sought
Until I reached my destination
To find out my ancestors are the constellations
The Big Dipper, the Little Dipper
H2O sipper, had a dolphin named Flipper
God bless his fins and God bless the wins
That I achieve when I'm battling
Rodents, which is star spelt backwards
Rats, a scavenger who lacks this
Style that fits me like a tube sock
Like a frisbee, your record is tossed to the boondocks
Because it doesn't gloss like mine
A star ain't a star if a star don't shine
So just read the Torah, and Sodom and Gomorrah
I brung down the city's walls with my aura
So knowledge the rhymes because the rhymes are hype
Or better still, knowledge the light
Cause I am a star
[Verse 3: Lord Shafiyq]
I got to extract, contract, adapt, like a uterus
So you can move to this cause I ain't new to this
Or that, and being anti-wack
Makes it easy for a brother like me to rap
Now when I tax I wax then I relax and max
And sit back and watch the damage that I caused with smacks
It's a fact I'm black, original at that
A true descendant of Adam just to be exact
If you comprehend the recitation, knowledge the situation
You would know I'm from a very great nation of
Kings and queens, prophets and pharaohs
Way before BMs and Camaros
Did ever exist, and no-one got blissed
Whoever got high, their life did get kissed
That's no lie, even now as a thug
I've been arrested for impersonating a drug
Cause I'm dope, so dope that from now on
When I sweat, I sweat Methadone
I must move on, like a nomad
I won't go mad cause I'm so bad
When I pick up a mic and recite I'll ignite like dynamite
And I tempt a wind to write but he can't fight the light
That I shed so watch his head take flight like a kite
Then burst, when he reaches a certain height
I got pull like gravity, I know you'd rather see
The star shine instead of a sad emcee
Pouring nonsense out of his cup
This could mean shut up
Cause on the mic is a star
And on the scratch, DJ Doc is a star
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