Thanks for pressing play and trying me
Def-I is a fly MC supplying fire deep fryer type of heat iron the side of cheek
Out here I'm not a bear nor bison lion or tiger beast
I'm something rare and defiant a different type of breed
Reminded of a bird in the sky whenever I glide and ride the beat
We Rhyming at hyper speed time is flying by but I'm relieved
Started from the bottom and the back pondering on how I'm gonna rap
Lot of rappers caught up in a trap
Following the dollar with a model on their lap
Swallowing a bottle full of jack
Onomatopoeia boom bap
Spitting fully automatic hollows on track
Thought he was falling but he following the path
Hotter than than lava rock all over the map andromeda and back
All I wanna give 'em when I rocking on the rhythm is a honorable rap
They're going up after like I don't wanna match
Last forever and they thought it was a fad
Choppers in the lab
This is no autotune audio
Off of the grid living on the low
In the kitchen mixing audibles
Cooking crooked counting nominals
I was kid on the honor roll
Dropped out but now I'm on a roll
Going all out like Geronimo
Dripping dripping liquid lava flow
Pass the shot assistant block and dribble Scottie Pippen
Pivet Rowdy Roddy pimping Rhonda Rousey Holly kicking
Rocking poly rhythms
Omni-vision godly living
Outer body image outer limits
See I'm on a mission
Automatic rap addict savage
Holographic track classic daggers
Tomahawks and black hatchets hacking
Merciless verses dynamic and rapid
Back at it wack rappers vanish
Package and run away with the baggage madness
Animal causing havoc with habits ravage
Automatic rap addict savage
Def-I yinishe
Rep for my tribe and my tribe is Diné
Respect to the blowed that resides in la
Chopping to the rhythm any time of the day
The type of writer rhyme provider
Grind like a nine to fiver
Nose diving pilot fighter
Light the fire they bite like vipers
But they couldn't even find the lighter
Hip-Hop wasn't dead I was right beside her read the vital signs
Combined Tech and Myka 9 to form a hyper hybrid
I go in right after Rifleman sight like a sniper lens
Started from the bottom of the barrel to the top like a pharaoh
Now I'm launching an audible arrow
Hopping along while we chop on the tempo
Hotter than lava whenever on instrumentals
Armed with my armor of metal
Napalm in the palm spray upon pawns in the ghetto
Off the head feeling calm in my mental
Literally rippling across ponds in the meadow
Giving 'em some extra flavor echo echo chamber
With a couple of the west coast favorites
Line 'em up hit 'em in a row giving 'em a dose of the basics
Yea back in the lab with the data intact
Rapping so fast catch an asthma attack
Amateurs lacking the grammar and fact
Stand on the map with my clan on my back
WWC couple hundred degrees
Humble and I'll never mumble over the beat
Chopper hovering over the sea
Hundred to hundred and three
Summon a beast coming in from under the league
Underground rumbling from under my feet
Running from my hunger gotta hustle to eat
Lock and load with the project blowed
Respect the west with a south west flow
Going off key but always flowing on beat
Roaming Arizona with my motor on E
Voted top three not even going mach speed
Spoken my peace hozho na'ha' lii
Automatic rap addict savage
Holographic track classic daggers
Tomahawks and black hatchets hacking
Merciless verses dynamic and rapid
We back at it wack rappers vanish
Package and run away with the baggage madness
Animal causing havoc with habits ravage
Automatic rap addict savage
Vitamins and minerals
Why do many criminals
Pride in there subliminal's
Hide em in the minimal
With a slight of hand Seminole
Might of land general
Right of band integral
Fight 'em and win a goal
Titan ends gotta light em up insight enough to guide em into intervals
Myka friend funking em up with out a Vicodin but the shit i write again can be called a Colon-a-pen
Anchovies in Monrovia to Bon Jovi even though I'm rocking pizza toppings in a rodeo
No polio portfolio sicker than the shit I spitted out my pie hole or a glory hole
Used the doctrine boxed em in and then took out the oxygen they wanted Oxycontin but I got Amoxicillin
They're small pox a disease of wanna be thugs on little blocks to bend
Never comb it over but goddesses shun toxic men
The moral of the story more than forty with authority minority reporting over lording the Sorority
Let the bass slap the taste out your trap then erase rap try to find yourself with a cracked face app
Vatican or Anakin I'm battling rap again like African pathogens
I stabbed a mannequin with a javelin blabbering panicking
Dominican indian cinnamon acetaminophen for senior citizens
Back pack rapping I'm militant to these silly civilians