Blasphemy - Daddy-O

No tablecloths

Y’all saw me on Sway man

Y’all thought I was bugging

I wasn’t bugging

I’m for real

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More flip I had a feeling and I heard a rumor

Reading comments after comments from rap consumers

Seems like I struck a nerve, got underneath some skin

They say I blaspheme a God that they believing in

But if you know my history, you ain’t surprised

I’m an East New York, Brownsville type of guy

Friends in high places, rap royalty

And now I worship on the alter of lyricism

I worship Yahweh, the most high, the truer living

Call me certified, ask Rahiem and Flash

Ask Herc, Chuck D or Jamal, Caz

Ask Tracy, 168, R.I.P to get your story straight

And I reckon you know, but in case you forgot

I’m ven better now, my nw material hot

Now when I hit you with the flow, its like you getting shot

You catch your breath, you fall and drop

And don’t be fronting like you know me, you really don’t

I ain’t go stop you catching feelings, I really won’t

They wanna charge me with blasphemy

But you can’t mention hip hop without mentioning me

That’s how it goes, that’s how it be

You can’t mention hip hop without mentioning me

We got the need for speed so get down

We got some loud applause so get down

We clapping for the cause so get down

We got the need for speed so get down

We got some loud applause so get down

We clapping for the cause so get down

Something bout my peers, they want to know whats up

Am I tripping, lost my mind, am I bugging or what

But my real friends, they kinda know me well

They knew I had opinions, before the crowds swelled

Before the YouTube and Sway,

Knock on wood in Seattle, I had the long dreads

Rhodes dale, Rhodes dale, the dollar bands

Idaho, mad row I had a plan

Do Tedtalk in Stetsasonic and life is good

Still rep that TCP, I’m good in the hood

As far as rhyming go.

I’m the best to show

Not a young thug, but an old crow

And we can on dude but take the high road

But still got gunners and shooters moving in stealth mode

in places you call dangerous

We talking teaching them young ones teaching them not to miss

Police ain’t playing fair, y’all tryna throw me shade

45 by an interview that played

Panties all in a bunch I said one line

And one line got then online losing their minds

Old dad the chief, I ain’t come for beef

But if it showed just remember I got sharp teeth

I said one line, and if that made em shake

Either their God is real or their faith is fake

We got the need for speed so get down

We got some loud applause so get down

We clapping for the cause so get down

We got the need for speed so get down

We got some loud applause so get down

We clapping for the cause so get down

We got the need for speed so get down

We got some loud applause so get down

We clapping for the cause so get down

We got the need for speed so get down

We got some loud applause so get down

We clapping for the cause so get down