Stardust - Gift Of Gab

Rhyme to the rhythm

When I slip in to the zone

And zero deep into the groove

So as to astonish my opponents

When I’m on it like I own it

Make the whole galaxy go nuts

Script and held ya deep within a different world

Like Lisa Bonet on D’Wayne Wayne mane

Never plain, stained brains

Strive to elevate from here

Not just to simply maintain

To the bang bang boogie watch my spirit bling bling

I don’t need no chains or jewelry

I don’t need a dang thing

Hang, rappers like a noose

That don’t produce another product

It’s my soul’s interpretation

If you want it, here I got it

Only so much time allotted

Many thoughts that must be jotted

Clearing out the minds are clotted

Not I’m writing on some 'Pac shit

In the month of August, take a break out to the farthest region

On my rocket ship now y’all MC’s can eat my stardust

See the crew I rep is Quannum

Y’all the bench, we the starters

We the meal, the main course

For your belly, y’all some toddlers

Keep it modest, dope and honest

I don’t claim to be the hardest Killer, wit' a gun, I really

Only wanna be a artist

Travel the entire novice, global trotter

Got a lot a proper type of sharper, riper, Ahnken conscious here to offer

In the middle of the sky, you see my trail, a glimpse just passing

Middle of the night, it’s dusty, yet it’s clear

Like as if you dipping your third eye into a tab of liquid acid

For some psychedelic clarity to breath within the madness

When you’re out and you’re far away from home

And your heart and your mind, they start to roam

Falling out from the night to spark the zone

Seeing trails from the night that got you stoned

When you’re out and you’re far away from home

And your heart and your mind, they start to roam

Falling out from the night to spark the zone

Seeing trails from the night that got you stoned

Left the planet Earth to get a wider life perspective

On the bigger picture, now I’m steady cruising through the nebula

Headed out to Mars, where souls and minds are more connected

Build with elders, how to conquer ignorance

The mighty predator

I be the cosmic editor

And when it rains, I let it pour

And if I’m short on tour, I guess I’ll be the lyric peddler

I’m deadly with the medley

Steady, ready with the metaphor

MC’s are R.I.P.

if they love life, then why they set it for?

Headed for your head, it’s gonna erupt, I’m blowing up

And popping, this it’s court I be the judge and jury

With the Johnny Cochran

Savvy, plus I hit the cabby green up really often

When I’m rocking like I rock it now, stopping is not an option

Powered by a force inside, that never will run out of ammo

Used to build with Pharaohs, riding through the desert on a camel

Ran into a camel by the name of Joe, thought he was wacko

All he did was smile and pose and get my folks hooked on tobacco

I crackle as I rap, and pro attack a slacker

Never clever, sever heads

I’m clever, yes, I’ll never dread a battle

If they white, they put their thumbs up, a black fist if it’s a Afro

In the Bay I’m hella tight and plus I’m filthy in Seattle

In the middle of the sky, you see my trail, a glimpse just passing

Middle of the night, it’s dusty, yet it’s clear

Like as if you was dipping your third eye into a tab of liquid acid

For some psychedelic clarity to breath amongst the madness