(Yeah…) (Boom bap forever…) (Mos elite…) Once all the sheep are asleep hungry artist gotta eat Ten toes he says I got two feet Repeat after me mos elite elementary dear Watson undefeated Mos elite — never sleep when the beat gon breathe (Go!) Ten toes down while the weak retreat (Facts!) Boom bap soul with the dark technique Mos Jeph black out every room every speech Mos elite — yeah the mind too deep (Too deep!) Trip hop ghosts in the bassline creep (Ha!) Everybody wanna eat but the grind too steep Only real ones survive when the drums heartbeat MD of the rhyme scheme Boom bap doctor first on scene Case touch and go but Mos find the beat Sheep can’t compete go to sleep gotta eat (That’s right) So now let’s lift that to a track Sheep looking up I don’t look back Stacking rhymes deep in my knapsack Every line hit like a rib crack snapback (Bow!) Trip hop boom bap EDM we hit that Hybrid mindstate mismatch impact Not my voice but from our heads Bigger than vocals means to an end instead Sherlock game got room to grow Yoh fall dominoes ten toes six feet below Every move calculated like tactical Go Mind palace flooded while the fake ones froze (Froze solid…) Mos elite — never sleep when the beat gon breathe (Go!) Ten toes down while the weak retreat (Facts!) Boom bap soul with the dark technique Mos Jeph black out every room every speech Mos elite — yeah the mind too deep (Too deep!) Trip hop ghosts in the bassline creep (Ha!) Everybody wanna eat but the grind too steep Only real ones survive when the drums heartbeat Machiavellian flow laws of power Never outshine your master Every verse built like a black stone tower Every clock tick make the bars go faster (Faster…) Play a fool to catch a fool Never let them see you sweat stay cool Bot done yet game theory chess rules Three moves ahead leave corpses in the vestibule (Checkmate) Third eye blind first two died like last guy Past life flash by fast when the gas rise Glass mind crack from the pressure of the bad vibes Mos still standing while the weak let the mask slide Fly high line time my time baaah bye Wool over eyes but I still see the landmine Black sky backdrop baseline flatline Rap Einstein warped space-time through the punchlines (Huh!) Boom bap stitched with a trip hop texture Every syllable sharpened under pressure Mos Jeph flow like encrypted lectures Cult classic aura in the underground sector (Underground kings…) I got hexadecimal breath in the chest plate Every sentence bend space when the stress break Pen game heavyweight dead weight get swept straight Headphones bleed red till the cassette shake (Shake!) Too advanced they rewind what I said twice Cold with the delivery frostbite dead nights Threaded every rhyme with precision like fed wires Lead choirs through the fire while the fake retire (Burn slow…) Built different no mimic in the syntax Big facts every kick-snare impact Wit snap switch that rhythm and mismatch Mos Jeph blacked out every room when the pen tapped Mos elite — never sleep when the beat gon breathe (Go!) Ten toes down while the weak retreat (Facts!) Boom bap soul with the dark technique Mos Jeph black out every room every speech Mos elite — yeah the mind too deep (Too deep!) Trip hop ghosts in the bassline creep (Ha!) Everybody wanna eat but the grind too steep Only real ones survive when the drums heartbeat Once all the sheep are asleep hungry artist gotta eat Ten toes planted still walk through defeat Mos elite Mos elite Mos elite (Yeah…) (Boom bap forever…) (Mos Jeph…)
