Concerto of a Desperado

[Hook]

It's the Concerto of The Desperado

R-double-O-T-S, check the flow

If you know like I know, then you know the motto

That's all the fraud/fake shit gots to go

[Verse 1: Black Thought]

Yo, in the glow of the moon, over the melancholy metro

My poetry is set like a U.F.O

The maestro, the lyricist concerto

My physical play the role of a vessel

The level of my lyrics law manifesto

My thoughts wrestle and attack with the killer instincts

Of a gorilla stronger than Samson

Without Delilah, my soliloquy profess my ability to just

Stimulate you like the best sensimilla

The Halflife of Illadel' LP, no filler, proceed

Hitherin' is my death, I will blow your tower to smithe-

-reens, the fiends catch another rhyme river

Deeper than the meditations of a Hindu worshiper

Unorthodox hip-hop minister

Than a Serengeti cheetah, my thought's swifter

You lose your balance when the sound hits ya

So, check for the Fifth Militia

A poet's under pressure, stressin' that you get the picture (Click!)

Even if it mean you gotta hang over the banister

I pull a microphone on any pistol brandisher

And take advantage of ya crew because you're amateur

Styles gunnin' down your sound-man and manager, what!?

This how we do it in the year of '96

With this deliberate attack on pointless rap shit

Breakin' MC's down to fraction, tell your squadron

It's time to go to war, Respond/React once more

[Hook]

The Concerto of The Desperado

R-double-O-T-S, check the flow

If you know like I know, then you know the motto

That's all the fraud/fake shit gots to go

It's the Concerto of The Desperado

R-double-O-T-S, check the flow

If you know like I know, then you know the motto

That's all the fraud/fake shit gots to go

[Verse 2: Black Thought]

The implorer, the universe explorer

Treat MC's like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah

Leavin' these niggas open like the box of Pandora

With styles that's Newer than the World Order

Approximately 3/4 of y'all are water, I straight deport ya

Then orchestrate your torture with roots of culture

The pil-grimage to the line of scrimmage up against your image

Where life is a heist and the strong get a percentage

It's ill as a war and within it, I'm the Lieutenant

That surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the pennant

You fold like Japan's futons and fans

While I design a plan to make a rapper step like a pedestri-an

I crush a mount-ain into grains of sand

Your pain stains the hand that held the mic inserted to the stand

The Desperado that refuse to follow

The Fifth aficionado break you up into parts like vibrato

I'm deep like the dark of the night

Niggas is sweet and sound silly when they talk on the mic

They use the simple back-and-forth

The same old rhythm that's plain

I'd rather UltraMagnetize your brain

It's the hip-hop purist

That leave you lost like a tourist inside the chorus

Niggas is bringin' nothin' for us

As we're breakin' 'em down to fraction, tell your squadron

It's time to go to war, Respond/React once more

[Hook]

The Concerto of The Desperado

R-double-O-T-S, check the flow

If you know like I know, then you know the motto

That's all the fraud/fake shit gots to go

It's the Concerto of The Desperado

R-double-O-T-S, check the flow

If you know like I know, then you know the motto

That's all the fraud/fake shit gots to go