Next 2 Me - Reks

Haha.

Yo.

DC, yo… it’s 'bout time we connected.

Hahaha.

R.E.K.S.

Let’s go.

Haha, Lawtown.

Massachusetts.

'Bout to be a problem y’all.

You know, I know.

Haha.

I know.

Yo

Feel it’s imperative, rappers get they sedatives

Record is, definition, given in the dictionary

For spittin' so effortless

Every breath is, as if, I’m the game of Tetris

Hold any block down

Name any block 'round, I connect with it

Legendary street etiquette

Boilin' kettle with, steamin' rhetoric

Aimin' taunts at the faults of the hecklers

Let go ridiculous metaphors I was meant for this

Shit

Spit tighter than virgin vagina

The kind of rhymer blind ya with the necklaces

Dr. Jekyll/Mr.

Hyde before I let off with this

(Kiss kiss) Bang bang

Man, I be on some shit kid

Knight Rider with the army on ya, owe ya honor

I was tryin' to calm him but he felt he had to touch the sauna

Told him good karma come upon you like tsunami waves

Forget the problems it’s peace

Two fingers waved

Don’t add insult to injury

Hurt yourself fuckin' with R.E.

K.S., yes Reks a vet, sorry

All these rappers ain’t shit next to me

Ya see, rappers hyperventilate

When I’m in a spittin' state

Innovate rhymes, put your mind on the dinner plate

Ain’t a fuckin' line in my rhymes niggas can debate

Spit them 8 by 8's with tongue on skates

(Zip by)

With the zip drive

High to the face

And I don’t smoke lye but my mind outer space

I can fly to the gates of Heaven with the Reverend, say grace

With the angels then race to Earth, spit a

At 11: 00 at a showcase

Flow way

Beyond your slow pace

Zoo to blow, move the fo’s, domes shake

Don’t hate

Don’t make me irate

I put my heavyweight bars against your featherweights any day

Anyway

Movin' along, spewin' the bomb lyricals

I’ll do to the song what mom’s do to umbilicals

Rip it to shreds, I’m sick with the lead

Not just the top, but to the paper’s bottom edge

Don’t add insult to injury

Hurt yourself fuckin' with R.E.

K.S., yes Reks a vet, sorry

All these rappers ain’t shit next to me

Yo, call the doctor, call the nurse

I got a burst that hurts the worst

Put bitches in stitches, vicious with words, pronouns and verbs, I’ma

Beast with grammar kinda like literature teachers

Rip to pieces any MC’s thesis

Jesus

I thirst for 16's with spleens with spittage

Admit

Rather obscene lyrics in doors

I’ma

Force to be reckoned with, wreckin' shit

Is of course the one causin' vibration in the mic cords

Swords sharpen

The boy poppin' off of the gum

Got a flame in the belly that heat up the tongue

Cough up a lung, where I’m from

Niggas stay high, chinky eyed

And Reks symbolize anything fly

Ride Honda Civics slow

Shuffle through the slow

When we too small for hoopin' so we gotta sell blow

Or we gotta flow like Krumb

Scientifik, damn we lost one

It’s only right

We hold the torch son

Don’t add insult to injury

Hurt yourself fuckin' with R.E.

K.S., yes Reks a vet, sorry

All these rappers ain’t shit next to me

Next to me