Renaissance Rap

Gather around, the Renissance man has finally appeared

And I'm astonishing rap characters are cause of the tears

Quasimodo and the quotables excrete from my mouth

And no doubt, we rubbed you wrong and rubbin you out

To try to tackle such a problem is a foolish goal

And when the opposition's Abstract, bless your soul

They are the reason MCs but none on the level

Other you're the vocalist, precious like metal

Makin all my rounds through the towns like physician

I be curing inpure emcees, plagued with disease

So take a spoonful of Poet Penicillin and

Sit back and listen to your man as I fill it in the Renaissance...

R-r-rap, Renaissance...

This is the Renaissance...

This is the Renaissance...

... So here we go, now

It is the +Midnight Maurader+ on the scene

Geographically earthed in a place called Queens

I was formed with my principles, way I displayed

When I used to MC where all the other kids played

'Cause I was way too I'll, so I would hone my skill

And go out in the park and let my chemicals spill

Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark

Two dudes, niggas would dip from us, me, and NARCS

And then my, legend would grow on the A-train line

Where brothers would gather to see me blowin nicks and dimes

It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and Sir-[? ]

And the heat of the cipher, I was not libel

From all the casualties of the dutty MCs'

I split the train car like Moses did the Red Sea

Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the dead

Night of the living MCs', the weak ones fled

And the stage is the pulpit, Renaissance won't quit

We gon' baptize y'all for your benefit

We been aligned and assigned to change

Rearrange all your molecules like Dr. Strange

Making cultures move, if you disapprove

You can keep loudmouthin, it won't bust a groove

You see the object of the game is we don't see it as one

We don't quit, bullshit, and we never lost, son

Deeper than the oceans and expand like air

We be vast indeed and if your hearing's impaired

We got the perfect remedy for you tonight

Just put your ear to it, it's like dynamite

And it's the Renaissance... Rap

Uh, uh, it's the Renaissance...

It is the Renaissance

Uh... 'cause it's the Renaissance

It's the Renaissance... Rap

It is the Renaissance Rap...

Now lookin at ya clock, you know that it's time

To hear real I'll beats combinated with rhymes

Brought to you by the person at the T-O-P

That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P

The promoter of the flyness, witness with iris

Of this lame and he came, but I'm the royal highness

Don't'cha ever forget, who put the pep in ya step

We made it cool to wear medallions and say hotep

And this beat is suh'thin that you can't recover up from

You better a-joinin the force because we can't be done

Listen, we on this mission and it's a go

So welcome to the Renaissance in stereo

It's the Renaissance [echoes]