Untainted

[Intro: Kurious]

Bad

[Verse 1: Kurious]

Youngins say drip, some say fresh

Pop out like an old timer in his Sunday best

Keep lyrics close to the heart till he’s done, say less

Game is a joke so full of frauds, (ha) stay blessed

Follow your inner God to escape the flesh

I’m like 90% sure paradise is next

For the simple fact you weightless and it’s like no stress

Then again I could be wrong, we could burn to a crisp

Women line you right up, better learn to resist

Even unintentionally, your ass could be hiss

Too dizzy she have you in the midst of a mess

Face to face with the devil laying resting in piss

You know the gist, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions

A grave and no pension

For street poets whose word plays the best inventions, no question

Kids never listen, had to call him 5 times to help me clean the kitchen

Mean with the spitting cause he mean with the written

Coincides it’s pure, that’s why it’s clean and it’s hitting

Bang

Yo, It’s like the 90’s again dudes talking wild with the blickys

But get bagged and can’t hold water for seven Mississippi’s

One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi

[Interlude: Kurious]

Rest in peace to the biz

New York City

Rest in peace to the one and only Joe Priolo

Rest in peace to my man Dudley

Demetrius

Chris P

Yo you think Villain's still not out here?

I just spoke to him yesterday

DOOM

[Verse 2: Kurious]

Yeah I think the whole heavens out there, doing the biz

Nowadays the music see who could ruin the kids

It was drugs and murder then, but MC’s were neutral

From the hood reporters, nowadays they shooting you

You should leave it alone, but the gangs recruiting you

Joining up outta fear and the life ain’t suiting you

It’s such a sad situation, get right back to this music

Positive motivation

You get back whatever ya give to situations

Bounce back from anything that we’ve ever been thru

They don’t have to like me, but they cherish what I’m plugged into

See, back in the days, see way beyond debate

Break dance, graffiti music was a fast escape

We grew up on, these other people caught on late

Like that fly shit at night that we caught on tape

Mr. Magic, BAI, Red Alert

Shits straight through hard times and it would hurt

But back then it was such a special feelin'

Official New York prophecy was revealin'

Spreading out to the world, mass appealin'

Other states gave us their version, and smash the ceilin'

A beautiful angel spreading its wings

Untainted salute to the pioneers and kings

[Outro: Kurious]

Yeah I wanna give a shoutout to the West Coast

To the South, the Midwest

For all they great contributions to the hip-hop

Just realized man, this radio out here, the radio

These corporations is tryin' to kill us

Can't hide, man

Look at the intent, what they playin' man

Look what they promotin'

You know the streets always been filled with crime and all that shit, no question

But they promotin' it, they make the little kids proud to get into that kinda shit

You understand?

We always used to look up to the stars on the radio and the musicians