Blessin' It

Teach one, teach one we free each one

Travelin from Cincinatti to the far east son

And we just begun to spread the gospel

Substantial, Pase Rock, hip hop apostles

Far from preachin with this art you call rappin

Takin y'all back to before this all happened

Frontin hardcore when you barely soft porn

Never penetratin the inner to get your heart warm

Rock on, at this ridiculous pace

Disrepect hip hop and I'll spit in your face

These pitiful wastes of oxygen, it's madness

Get in your case, and all your shit, like bad checks

I got my eye on ya, like insanity grabbed ya

I'ma sleek pathogen, and I can't stand rappin

You're bound to get ripped, and then turned into

garbage

I stay blessin mics, my followers pay homage

[Chorus x2:]

Substance, blessin it

Yes I am, blessin it

UV for life, hell yes we stay blessin it

Pase on, blessin it

Yes I stay blessin it

Five Deez forever you know we stay blessin it

On point like the pens we write with

Livin righteous, in these times of peril and crisis

The pain'll squeeze you lifeless, dead, what's the

matter who's the nicest

Who's alive, who's gonna live to see the livest

Hopefully me, my lifeliner MC

Extends past paying dues how much it cost to be free

Recluded underground, but on the surface a tree

Branchin out, all I ever really wanted to be

They wanted to put us in a box, and then pack it away

But we ain't havin that, no pause, no which way

Yo I'm going to the top and that's where I'll stay

Fuck the middle ground, poor, gettin biz while you was

sittin down

The joint sound hittin now, freestyle'a written down

Your flow was played out money you need to get that

shit a style

Speedy on the quick fast, long term we make it last

Forever and a day stay clear on the path cuz yo

[Chorus]

Children of the sun look out here we come

Live in Brooklyn, Maryland's where I'm from

The beat don't stop, till you've had enough

Five Deez, UV, connect that's what's up

Children of the sun watch out we comin for ya

Rocking from the 'natti mid-west to California

And it don't stop even when you've had enough

Pase and Substantial dude that's what's up

Blessin it, effortless

Doesn't this, doubt it

Mic specialist son, we have events crowded

As nice as you wish you were

Good mics are my signature

I thought you said this shit is hot

It's barely room temperature

We scorch it, we torturing cats from Cincinatti to New

York

And back, word to pad, don't say jack

When we bankrupted your crew from spinnin the wheel of

fortune

Black, we take you there and send you walking back

[Chorus]