Testo Pendulum swing Rakim

Pendulum swing

Ugh, it's the God RA
I got a team with me
Nigga, that "what's in the future for the fusion in the changer
Rappers are in danger"
Ayo Crooked I, you ready? (Hell yeah)
"What's in the future for the-"
Aight, let me get the scratch right
"What's in the future for the fusion in the changer
Rappers are in danger"

The flow flyers than a stylists in the exit row
I'm walking around with the sprayer, like I'm pest control
You took 21 MCs, put them to rest for show
So I smoke 21 more, God rest they soul
Homie, it's KXNG Crooked, Rakim
Now who got the rap juice?
I'ma let this tune hit your core, like I'm Papoose
Cops had me locked, but I snapped loose
I'm powered by the tropical sun
The biological son of Black Zeus
Hang gliding on lightning
I can tell the rain to stop with a acapella, mane
I'm the cellophane, it's a rap when I'm rapping
Even in hell I can sell a flame
Wearing energy crystals, like it's a Rocafella chain (Ugh)
I park my Apollo right at the ancient rituals
My Chuck Taylors walking on water with the originals
In the middle of spiritual beings seeing miracles
The women and children cheering so loudly
I can hear them go (RA)
With perfect timing they beating the drums going (RA)
I heard the shaman, he's speaking in tongues going (RA)
Somebody's yelling, I think he's the one
I peeped at the sun inhaling oxygen deep in my lungs
Looked at (RA), started spitting the hardest written in the art of rap
A verse that can reverse heart attacks when you listen
Jumpstarting your cardiac rhythm
Brought you back with a sentence from an artist that
Got it out the mud like a artifact (Facts)
Now they know my name from Harlem to Giesel
Walking out the Apollo with Caesar with hollows and heaters
'64 Impala the speakers bump, and follow the leader
Another God MC for all the believers, Lord Crooked

Here come RA to swing the pendulum
Gun bars ring ears, and put the fear deafening
Once law, empires fall, so like the Nephilim
Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in
Rap it with the banger, shell scared, hell flair
Spitting still glare to the innocent smell fear
This is hell here, "rappers are in danger"
Ayo La the Darkman, you ready? (Hell yeah)

Chop 'em all like a meat cleaver
They too eager, they too diva
I don't give a fuck
My niggas don't give a fuck either
Cut the braids, got the Caesar
These artists merely meager, Mafioso
Police give me amnesia
Law and raw, I'm Paul, all praise to our law
Highest form of elevation
Go my R's Do ball
I'm parallel, my sword swing very well
Ride like a carousel
Speech Dr. Cornel West
I don't sleep, only rest
Business man, reinvest
Lyrically, I'm a less
Spiritually, I'm possessed by Elijah
I'm stronger and wiser
For my deductive reasoning
Never trust Faza if I'm your advisor
Vegetables and fruits, ginger soups
Sliding in a Porsche Cayenne, great coup
It's the fastest, soon as I hit the gases
Zero to a hundred all through Calabasas
Spirit of Cassius bloomed into Mohammed
Always gotta crack a few eggs to make a omelette
Hit the earth like a comet
To be totally honest, my soul Godly aura
Make non-believers vomit, they can't stomach
I'm so blessed, envy my success
Never mind the fact
My new Louis v-vest
My fashion impressed
The followers, hennessy swallowers
Real dollar (Ugh) for dollar-ers
Bullet-tip hollowers, La

Here come RA to swing the pendulum
Gun bars ring ears, and put the fear deafening
Once law, empires fall, so like the Nephilim
Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in
Rap it with the banger, shell scared, hell flair
Spitting still glare to the innocent smell fear
This is hell here, "rappers are in danger"
Ayo Canibus, you ready? (Hell yeah)

Demons get steeled on the ground
Robot heels ain't gotta be round
Achilles get slashed in half by the sound
Arkansas National Guard hard
The jar open, it's gone
My squad fast rope over the farm
Seen him hiding in the foliage
Gold price crashing on 4X
He crashed out in a Corvette
Dr. Strange in a levitating bullet train
Locked in chains, free-range
Chickens with yolk stains, laying rotten eggs
Filthy vows, where feathers bathed in acid rain
With collapsed veins, Neuralink wires hanging out of my brain
Like braids on charter jet planes
Tryna get away from the Interpol raids
From hooking up back in the day from back-pays
From the cradle to the stage, hit the Hague
To the cage, to the grave
I don't wanna play somebody's sick games
So I remain persona non grata, to my crystal bone grains
And exhumed over false property claims
Skeletal remains decomposing into greasy melanin
Dressed in princely rose fringes, beg you pardon
Didn't know you were praying
Excuse me to be fair, let's be clear, what are you saying?
Doesn't matter, my elevated language is not conveying
Look at the paintings, my power is to compute due to my cravings
My due diligences is slipping a bit due to my aging
The mind gap escaping, the world is reshaping
From all the profit taking, and the poverty shaming
All the name calling and blaming
My AGI is amazing
From now on, I do the adjudicating
A truth was worth saving
My IG Farben stock options, are hyperinflating
'Cause don't nobody work as hard as Jamaicans
Either you want it or it's gonna be on you
I'm like Sean, don't mix with Sun Tzu
Ninja, what you wanna do?
Discussions are heavy, the grievance of many
The reasons are plenty, centered around disagreements over pennies
Of all your enemies, who would you say is more friendly if any (Ugh)
I'd kill the world like Dr. Sebi

Here come RA to swing the pendulum
Gun bars ring ears, and put the fear deafening
Once law, empires fall, so like the Nephilim
Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in
Rap it with the banger, shell scared, hell flair
Spitting still glare to the innocent smell fear
This is hell here, "rappers are in danger"
Yo Chino XL, you ready? (Hell yeah)

Yo, rocking my line, let the beast loose (Yeah)
Somebody better call the paramedics
I said pair of medics
'Cause you gon' be needing at least two (Yeah)
Scribblin' written religion, head on collision
Metal airbags couldn't stop me
My world scriptures, don't just burn bridges
They collapse them like the Francis Scott King
Your favorite coke rapper don't wanna do it with big Chi
Clearly you can hear the crack in my voice
Like I'm going through puberty (Yeah)
Sin-spitting plastic cassette tapes
The Puerto Rican bastard superhero without capes
I'm the reason why they invented faster rewind buttons in the first place (Yeah)
Notebooks for my rhymes are ostracized, get me ostracized
I don't care how many hoodies my op eyes
Hope he buys my merchandise (Hah)
The star of the seven
I'm the prosperous weapon that has fought against you
You better have Jon Taffer on speed dial to get your bars rescued (It's crazy)
Chino XL, but I'm every size when I'm spitting
A small, medium, at large like a midget psychic
That just escaped outta prison (Fuck outta here)
Westbound with an eye for numeric
Crowds in and out of America wanna call the cleric
You just inherited derelict genetics out of generic
Adobo spice, you can inherit, you imbecile (Yeah)
You're running out of time, and attuned with turmeric
Admit it, don't rediscover it, you pathetic idiot
You are consumed with Derrick (Oh)
I'm clapping at you like Tibetan rituals, driving out the evil
I'm prime and regal, I'm lethal, don't let the IQ deceive you
The haiku is brutal, sharper than the tip of a heroin needle
I'm leaving you bleeding (What), and leaning fetal
You ain't half a half a Cheeto
I'm putting out on everything, like red and green tapatio (It's crazy)
Even if the record skips, I'm the sickest heretic born in darkness
It's a rare shift, mind readers go insane around cheetoing using their gifts
And apparently my therapist needed to be airlifted
I'm a perilous parent-less, fighting effortless
I'm more than barely be the bear to death, perilous with my bare fist
I bear gifts that are dreadful
If there was a button that wiped out humanity
I'd on purpose accidentally press it
Like, "what does this do? "