Ashes to Ashes

"Dude, when you want me to come in?"
 "Four bars"
 "K, check it"
 The ink flows
 As if I'm not here
 Styles fall
 From the mentally odd
 And quite weird
 Mic
 Y'all want to enter my yard
 My lightyear flow
 Strikes with precision for all
 I'm right here
 With raw inner vision beyond your sight, hearing
 And beyond all your senses
 I draw the light nearer you
 A flawed individual, dawg, I write sheer
 Elegance
 I'm a bottle of Dawn. You're like Nair
 So now I'm perfecting this style;
 It's like lairs
 Of a foul dragon
 Send MC's ridden with nightmares
 Better pause
 Before you spitting that garbage you write
 Yeah!
 I'ma call
 Telling niggas to quit on the mic
 Period
 Because I've been given this right tonight
 These suckas are not near;
 They are far from abilities I ignite
 Dare you to start something with me
 I don't ever fight fair
 Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
 We are the crew called Blackalicious
 We came to rock for you and yours
 Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor Guaranteed to give you what you paid your money for
 Cause the Blackalicious Crew got rhymes galore
 Rhymes galore I've got talent
 These critics do not have
 Still, they write like some type of authority on rap
 Really? Like they opinion is worthy!
 I'm like, "After you make worthy music
 Then come and be that cat, Jack!"
 Plummeting rap [?]
 Yeah, that's that
 Period. Done. Then get checks from ASCAP
 Just give me a drum
 I'ma spark the last match
 Y'all hit it with one rhythm
 Do it
 I'll smash that
 My meridians hum;
 I'm so lyrically advanced
 I deliver it from within
 Leaving you lads back
 In millenniums dumb
 Because really, I'm passed that
 I'm a million and one styles further
 Now catch that!
 (Catch that!)
 I was born to murder your rap, Black
 Alerted to that fact
 You're certain to have crap
 To say
 Then get slain
 And hurt as I lash back
 And verbally ransack
 Your turf
 And leave cats flat! AAH!
 Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
 We are the crew called Blackalicious
 We came to rock for you and yours
 Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor Guaranteed to give you what you paid your money for
 Cause the Blackalicious Crew got rhymes galore
 Rhymes galore