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Covey Leader calling Raven, come on Raven
Covey Leader calling raven
Covey Leader to Raven, talk to me Johnny
Theyâre all gone, sir
Back to the mystique, Iâm like an axe that hacks through the weak
I bet racks Apâs raps traps rats like feral cats
The Pharaoh tracks cracks planets like theyâre in parallax
I canât relax, Apâs flyinâ faster than pterodacts
Iâm Arafat, flack jacket suit with a pair oâ slacks
Compare the facts, blacks call me cracker like parrot snacks
These suckers seeinâ double like Parent Traps
My paragraphs graft skin together like sarin gas
Iâm airinâ trash out, blast very fast
Helicopters landinâ like theyâre in M*A*S*H
Iâm rollinâ in blood... like a bear in grass
Youâll get embarrassed fast like barinâ ya bare ass
Leave your city barren with ash and barrels oâ gas
Iâm standinâ there with a match, youâre no match
Iâll let the air out ya max, youâll have a pair oâ flats, arrogant brats
Iâm out back buryinâ gats, youâre barely relaxed
Feel like ya pissinâ in ya slacks like when barium reacts
Rapâs sacred as Egyptian Pharaoh burial mask
Keroseneâs my Listerine, thatâs why I carry a flask
And Ap carries a staff that does Solarian math
To avoid an aerial crash with an alien craft
Scholars searching for me like the
Arc of the Covenant contained inside
The several hooks and verses that I wrote with Amis Brad
Welcome to the ceremony told to the people by
A verbal vanguard whoâs part of a new franchise
No playinâ the pine Iâm active, back in practice
Send out ya emails, phone calls, and faxes
Evolved over, check the time now when it started
Know this growth from a boy to a man, come my style is golden
The second nature for many is rappinâ
For me itâs normal conversation that I mastered with time and patience
Mystique is elusive, sick with it, lupus
Way out, nicknamed Jupiter, Iâll piss on Lucifer
Conducive to bands playing acoustics
Hearinâ me acapella my voice alone is music
(Covey Leader calling raven)
Are they lies or the truth
Descended to mine, got whipped or died by the noose
Iâm an extension of a tribe with some low end
So check the rhyme while Iâm flowinâ
Catching ya ears with the Goles
Bestowed is a gift by the Supreme Beinâ, third eye seeing
Them falsehoods, you have a choice to believe âem or not