Archetype
V1 (8)
Now, Who the fuck are you to judge me?
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can & can’t do?/
Can you repeat the feats I’m achieving to rhymes and beats
Or even conceive that I’ll be competing still even when I’m deceased/
Now beating me is easier than finding peace, But niggas still criticize/
my work and my lines and my shirt down to the size
In a world of scouring eyes, and words compounded by lies/
The artistry of lyricism I epitomize.
V2 (24)
It’s overwhelming, cause there’s so much to say and so much to change,
But for every rapper constantly bitching, I made a record that’s honestly different/
Just watch the world scoff in the distance, and cynic’s bark in resistance/
And still, in its wake, this archetype’s bound to mimmicked/
This is the new hip-hop, devoid of boundaries, gimmicks/
Or rigid genres, with no apologies given/
To solemnly sing aloud and then spit poly’s without inhibition/
In a world where courage is reprimanded, but cowardice isn’t/
The power to listen and learn, keeps me adaptive/
A tribe fan that appreciated the classics,
But damn if I’m trapped in the past, I act to surpass what they crafted
And still manage to travel the path on the maps that they drafted/
And man, I’m rappin on behalf balance/
The do it all MC, with the 2 long sleeves, and a passion for practical magic/
A tap of the wand, and I’m graphic – another tap, I’m the fastest,
You tap again, and I’m chanting on a piano ballad/
The preconceived notions get shattered
Fuck mainstream & underground – is the shit any good? is what matters/
Why categorize? There’s wack and there’s nice/
So, I put all that to the side and reset the standard for any cat that just asks for a mic/
So what that in mind, Them niggas won’t last after they’ve established their hype/
While mine’s only added, more than half of my life/
And I’m last in a line of cats with divine talent – Don’t ask for a sign/
Answers will rise in the passage of time – Cause I’M the Archetype/
Chorus:
Cause I’m the archetype. Original as they come/
Ayo, they broke the fuckin mold when they made this one/
Said I’m the archetype, cause there can only be one/
The day intelligence sells, we’ll leave the industry stunned.