5Th Element

It's the 5th element

Never repetitive

Highly competitive

Classy and elegant

I'm gettin' busier can't you tell

I got the rhymes that sound so well.

I got no time to waste

Back at it time to embrace

Kid is too nice I aint fallin' back on my face

I figured it out, yeah guess I'm crackin' the case

And I aint slowin' up in fact I'm detachin' the brace

So, believe me when I say it I aint gunna' take no

Shit from no man especially from no assholes

Class is too much I flex words like muscle

And I aint I hustler but I'm livin' off my hustle

Diggin' in the crates, renewin the track

Went from rapper who produce to producer who raps

Kid, respect drive if you don't respect rhymes

We all got a taste but I stood the test of time.

It's the 5th element

Never repetitive

Highly competitive

Classy and elegant

I'm gettin' busier can't you tell

I got the rhymes that sound so well.

And ever since I started movin' up

And popped of his class(?)

I've been getting more attention and offered more ass

Listen, love women, can't stand sluts

Medias fucked, irritating all of the above

My flow aint pretty, rhymes aint gritty

I'm in between, from the country livin' in the city

And record labels never saw a thing in me

But I enjoy that a thousand kids sing with me

A modern day hippie, yeah changin' up the norm

Smoke dope, you can say I'm bakin' up a storm

Dress like I'm 16 spit like a pro

Wear the same clothes in every video and every second show

This is me, try to do it comfortably

Lazy as hell but I run my own company

And most music, really I despise it

But I hate on everything I even hate most of my shit.

It's the 5th element

Never repetitive

Highly competitive

Classy and elegant

I'm gettin' busier can't you tell

I got the rhymes that sound so well.

C'mon, classified, class, class, ified

Classified, class, class, ified

Classified, class, class, ified

Classified, class, class, ified

Hip hop aint the same

I remember parents used to hate it

But hip hop is grown up and now parents play it

Everybody and the grandmother love rap now

And everybody and the grandmother try to rap now

I'm a fan but I'm loosin' my cool

Cuz every rapper that I hear keep abusing their tools

You can't make an album with 12 battle tracks

When your punch lines are wack

And you can't make hyenas laugh..

Most rappers don't like me I can live with it

Dis me on your record cuz really I don't give a shit

Say that I'm a sellout

Call my beats commercial

It's only music man I don't take none of it personal.

It's the 5th element

Never repetitive

Highly competitive

Classy and elegant

I'm gettin' busier can't you tell

I got the rhymes that sound so well.