[Verse 1: Jimmy E.L.E]
Hard core lyricist since the day I was born, see I bleed red ink into a poetical form/
Got bars and stanzas beyond Mars or Kansas, so they’re hard to canvas like existential anguish/
Savage With the pen I vanquish all foes, they all know that my flow in any language been known to Damage these assholes/
No homo, no maricone, even in Spanish I’m prone, to leave you like Dorothy blown, cyclone/
Cradle to the grave, I’ll be loyal to the game, I’m like fish oil to brains, They calling me Mr. Maintain/
Omega 3, whatever please, just spell my name right, Jimmy E.L.E I Spit game tight/
Virgin, cutting like a surgeon while I’m surging with electrolytes bursting, my
Energies dispersing at my enemies in person/
Defeating one thousand feet off a centipedes for Certain, with a burst of wind my rhapsody blew (blue) Gershwin/
Tyler Durden in my fight club,We light dubs of green buds, and learn to shoot mean scuds at mean thugs/
We dream up songs That seem gleaned up from dreams cause, we love when people call us dreamers/
So fuck the Fortune fuck the fame, unfortunately they are two different sides of the same
[Verse 2: Jimmy E.L.E]
When I coin phrases they say I’m going places
I say I’m throwing statements, they say I’m Throwing aces
See I appreciate your praises it helps to depreciate my stasis/
I get ridiculous Fast, with my meticulous craft, shit when I spit on this track there is no sicker attack/
I stick like Stickers and tacks, to the beat with sicker syntax, do away with the riff and the raff, while we sit and get cash/
Money…..Demolition derby for unworthy emcees, one half nerdy the other half Dirty indeed, like 30 cd’s of O.D.B. concentrated into 30 cc’s I’m high rated, the most illest Emcee, let’s see…..
[Verse 3: Jimmy E.L.E]
E L E End Less Energy plus humanity’s perfect symmetry directly interweaved between double Helix synergy
Enter the legacy of Adam & Eve, who even after being deceived by Iblis, stood 100 feet
Giants of posterity, damn Jimmy switch the beat all that stuff is scaring me!/
I came to Bring the pain, they call me Mr. Maintain
I came to bring the pain they call me Mr. Main…..
Hard core lyricist since the day I was born, see I bleed red ink into a poetical form/
Got bars and stanzas beyond Mars or Kansas, so they’re hard to canvas like existential anguish/
Savage With the pen I vanquish all foes, they all know that my flow in any language been known to Damage these assholes/
No homo, no maricone, even in Spanish I’m prone, to leave you like Dorothy blown, cyclone/
Cradle to the grave, I’ll be loyal to the game, I’m like fish oil to brains, They calling me Mr. Maintain/
Omega 3, whatever please, just spell my name right, Jimmy E.L.E I Spit game tight/
Virgin, cutting like a surgeon while I’m surging with electrolytes bursting, my
Energies dispersing at my enemies in person/
Defeating one thousand feet off a centipedes for Certain, with a burst of wind my rhapsody blew (blue) Gershwin/
Tyler Durden in my fight club,We light dubs of green buds, and learn to shoot mean scuds at mean thugs/
We dream up songs That seem gleaned up from dreams cause, we love when people call us dreamers/
So fuck the Fortune fuck the fame, unfortunately they are two different sides of the same
[Verse 2: Jimmy E.L.E]
When I coin phrases they say I’m going places
I say I’m throwing statements, they say I’m Throwing aces
See I appreciate your praises it helps to depreciate my stasis/
I get ridiculous Fast, with my meticulous craft, shit when I spit on this track there is no sicker attack/
I stick like Stickers and tacks, to the beat with sicker syntax, do away with the riff and the raff, while we sit and get cash/
Money…..Demolition derby for unworthy emcees, one half nerdy the other half Dirty indeed, like 30 cd’s of O.D.B. concentrated into 30 cc’s I’m high rated, the most illest Emcee, let’s see…..
[Verse 3: Jimmy E.L.E]
E L E End Less Energy plus humanity’s perfect symmetry directly interweaved between double Helix synergy
Enter the legacy of Adam & Eve, who even after being deceived by Iblis, stood 100 feet
Giants of posterity, damn Jimmy switch the beat all that stuff is scaring me!/
I came to Bring the pain, they call me Mr. Maintain
I came to bring the pain they call me Mr. Main…..
( Jimmy E.L.E )
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