Crack The Mic!

[ACTIVATE SELF]

Last joint for the year ... written a while back.

CRACK THE MIC


Travel back in time
Tryna stop me like Apocalypse
"But Bishop, what the problem is?"
... It's prolly just my pockets big!
Brand new crib & a brand new sarcophagus
& you don't got a pot to piss or drop a shit
Or even put the pasta in! I pondered this ...
Hypothesis while promisin' Obama's kid
The pot'll give her confidence! I'm positive
Her papa is an optimist with common sense
(No politics) don't condescend my competence
Precognitive consciousness: if Donald wins
It's obvious the consequence is ominous ...
As catastrophic comet hits synonymous
With Armageddon!!! Praise be Allah ...
But I pray to Tupacalypse; No counterfeit
Don't copy this, I'm poppin' shit, reconnaissance
I'm watchin' shit & clockin' it, stomp you out
Ya moccasins; ninja I am Spartacus!!!
Hit you with a starter kit, it's Wu Tang Flow
Throwin' 'bows at you novices; explodin'
On ya continents from Tokyo to Compton it's ...
(SELF ACTIVATE) gettin' praised by the populace
NASA ain't no stoppin' this, I'm gone like a rocket ship
Russian to the Moon like the Soviets & communists
Ya crew is a crock of shit; outta date -- floppy disc
Claimin' that you fly, but you lookin' like sum ostriches
... Bird brain niggas gettin' caged by zoologist ...
They spit'n but I'm vomitin' they spendin' while I'm "profitin"
Holy Ghost Flow got me Roman like Theopolis!
Superheroes know I broke bones in Metropolis!
Gotham is my bottom bitch, call my villain Doom
... We break brooms with karate kicks ...
Ya crew is a sorry clique & I ain't no apologist
I'm runnin' outta tolerance so nigga have a seat
... And make ya peace with the audience ...
Cause I ain't gonna stop 'til I pop like Madonna did
Triple entendres gettin' props & acknowledgement
There's nothin' left to show so I'm ghost & anonymous

-- S.A.