Ready Forum - Strange Fruit Project

Yeah

We back again

In this Ready Forum

Because we ready for 'em

S1 on the track

We got Myth, Myone

Just like this

Tower to pilot

Feel as though the game is acting

A little bit childish

Ritalin’s what a child gets with ADD

Add up the scores on the ACT

And act like y’all people ready for me

We be the SFP, and time-tested, certified

As Myone killing you people on the audiophone

The new hos of the South mouth

Spoke nothing but quotables

Check the name

The whole game is more than notable

Facts: I live and die

But when I stand you best believe it

I’m ill as ebola or the resurrection of Jesus

Like God held the needle

That first injected my fetus

Take it, respect, like it or not

And you can’t defeat us

Part of the text is sowed in the heart in your chest

The world’s cold and it’ll harden your flesh

But I stand ready for 'em

And straight away from the norm

If the mainstream ain’t blowing the way

Myone was born

Now we ready

Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em

Y’all been sleeping too long

(Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)

'Cause you ain’t ready

Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em

And they’ve been waiting so long

(One two, two, two)

And now we’re ready

Calling us home grown

Married the microphone

Press step in the beginning

Put it on and on

We aged a little bit, baby steps

Till we’re all grown

Up and away now, a beautiful day now

And though the weight is heavy

Was able to keep it steady

Through every pass, my petty cash

Would never let me

My spiritual machete

Straight in the heat of the day

Either we pray or fall down

Eager to say, We stand up to this

And word up to this

And all my peoples, if you ready

Get up to this

'Cause you answer the ready forum

So notice how we was ready for 'em

Buck consistency just to show

How we was steady growing

Act like you never knowing

Infidelity showing

It’s amazing how God can bless as a steady poem

Down, you see it now

Better believe it now

Understand how odds are staying

Through evil ground

Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em

Y’all been sleeping too long

(Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)

'Cause you ain’t ready

Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em

And they’ve been waiting so long

(One two, two, two)

And now we’re ready

Well it’s the philosophical rhyme-spitter

Master metaphysicist

Living large through lyricism

Defensive for rhyming against the system

Drop jewels of wisdom

Cause a cataclysm

I assent to connect it through after-rhythms

Passed on from descendant

Ancient like Egyptians

When I rip tracks and bless mics

Be my soul’s inner vision

Living like a king

That’s why I wrote my name in hieroglyphics

I’ma get metaphysical

Beyond the trope of dimensions

I’m at the age of innocence

Cats be acting like

They got a flow that’s eminent

Y’all trippin, kids

See, dog, we ain’t running this

I’m a rebel without a cause

Y’all call me rumblefist

Never compare

Matter of fact, forget touching the mic

Y’all wannabes

Talking 'bout that we rhyming aight

You better recognize

It’s the intelligent, spectacular

MC specimen

I crush your mind and whatever’s left of it

Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em

Y’all been sleeping too long

(Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)

'Cause you ain’t ready

Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em

And they’ve been waiting so long

(One two, two, two)

And now we’re ready