Down Syndrome

You're sweatin'? You're sweatin', ain't ya?
(Okay)
I be that mind blessin', blessin' these lessons we've ignited
Want to bring it to my face, man? You're cordially invited
'Cause I've cited you possess no science in your thinking
So I'm gonna (never say) you're blinking
Fingers be pointin' and leakin' falsifyin' the stink
You think I'm pink I blink with them shades of thought and think
(And in this corner be the hush) so play on William Rhodes
'Cause at the sound of the bell, my circle square controls
And all MC's best sweat, we bringin' buckets of heat
So don't fret, kid, I let you lick the love I secrete, yo
Even my foes give me bravos and that shows
Total domination in this rhyme complication
Yeah, the skill is a cinch I rock the womb with a mic
And in the days of the nipple and breast, I knew the "yes, yes y'allin'"
Was the callin', clearly not for the gat
For combat, I bring a bag of my rhymes for the stat
I'm Plug One-of-a-kind for you people's delight
And for you sucker MC's, step to your knees (come on)
Ain't no second thoughts and all your thoughts are from Orion
I can tell that you a Devil by them rhymes you're designin'
Your play doggin' tactics can't fuck with my facets
Just because you talk all that Glock shit
Don't mean you can rock shit
Your identity's on freeze
Just a form of protozoa tryin' to cross them seas
See high horse riders gettin' shot by the sheriff
'Cause nobody's safe for crimes
And even all you skirts need to checkin' in your upstairs attic
'Cause Mase is smackin' hoes if hoes is startin' static
Now it ain't all good when your jam goes wood
So as a deterrent, I use mental current
Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin' out of the face
'Cause they all catch a bruise from the hits we make
Your fame and cars should be listed as magnets
Legends never die but they can get shot and killed
Ain't nothin' glitter when you're battlin' MC's
You once imitated in a mirror, so to down syndrome you kneel
The same status I heard the same nothin'
My ears fears the faulty locks tryin' to lock down the stops
But I earn more than your Menudo or your Boyz II Men
While down syndrome keeps you immune to frequencies I send
Fresher than a sniff off Avenue J and Fifth
I identify with your riff (come on)
But I exist for more than just a Benz, so mends
I'm cuttin' off my friends to keep a smile Calcium iron grain
Let me tell you a little something about the self (tell 'em, self)
I be a piece of the East Coast, so give a toast to Plug
Wonder Why back in the day who soaked his words in ginger
So when I ran a phrase in June you didn't catch it 'til December
I'm a member of them kids from the inner city
Giving you kiddies audible treats, you be aching for
Making more money than a Pagan holiday
Not from the PJ's, yet I still got something to say
Say what, man? You gritty like a diamond grenade
For the cameo spot, you tries to fool Parade
You acrobats flip the star gazin' map, for all of that
You'll be the first to place and ran it all to a waste
And all the style that you bring (gotta make decks bend)
You gotta rip it from the start (when the beats come in)