I Go to Work · 10 October 2001
Like an architect
I build a rhyme sometimes it climbs so erect
Skyscrapers look like atoms
Cars electrons rollin’ in patterns
Writing out word after word
With each letter it becomes visibly better
Cause my foundation built a nation of rappers
And after I came off vacation
I came to roam the land I own
And stand alone on the microphone
Daddy’s home so
Open the door playtime is over
Time to go to work, work and show the
Suckers in the place who run their face
A taste of the bass and who’s the ace
Start the race
I’m coming in first
With each verse I build a curse
So rappers can’t capture Moe Dee’s rapture
After I have ya I have to slap ya senseless with
Endless rhymes don’t pretend this
Is anything short of stupendous
And when this rhyme is done
Your mind will become
So trapped in the rap
You’ll lust another one
But you gotta wait
It takes time
I don’t write I build a rhyme
Draw the plans draft the diagrams
An architect in effect
And it slams
And if it’s weak when I’m done
Renovate and build another one
I go to work
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