[Beat drops: dusty piano loop, thick bass, vinyl crackle, no drums] [Continuous Background Vocal Loop: Soulful Female Voice, raw tape hiss] (Strict timing excellent...) (Strict timing excellent...) [Verse 1: Uninterrupted Loop. Strict Rap Delivery, Zero Melody] [Vocal Tone: Raspy Baritone, aggressive Killa Sin flow, militant and wealthy] Harsh facts tatted on my forearm, firearm parts tatted on my shoulder. wrist, with clustered lush artifacts like a glacier ice, I can serve all of boulder Colorado out the El derado. Streets getting colder, Foot soldiers getting older, not drinking on corona, but rolling woods incinerating doja Low-level foot soldiers holding chrome, putting one in domes, the youngest one is 12 years old Be more humble when you stroll on your patrol, 70s revenge law get back requires breaking in homes after thorough surveillance and knowing the patterns of the entry point safe to say if we draw up the plan with a pen, gather all the right men, we can be successful with strict timing including Strict rhyming No sorrow, don't borrow, follow, or owe, oh!... hear the fucking clack, That's tatted on my back, I can bring you pure white in a coupe that's matte black, Principles emcees lack is knowing connects, son, I don't lack that And emcees never let deposits stack, but I fucking stack that high levels, no averages, max values, zero seconds, no bronze medal presentations Street savages doing damages with semi-auto weapons, No hesitation aiming for your head, teaching brutal lessons, But nevermind that, with Strict Timing you can be excellent. [Beat fades to vinyl crackle and heavy bass] [Spoken Outro: Arrogant, conversational] Because you can be excellent. (Strict timing excellent...) (Strict timing excellent...) (Strict timing excellent...) (Strict timing excellent...) [End]
