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Pete Wurthy

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Nod your head to this homie? How could you not
When I lace a dope track you gon' get what I got
Who you know that gon' bussa flow - of my ilk
With a verbal hot sauce texture finer than silk
Blessed with lyrical finesse - the skeptics acquiesce
Bringing your fans to my ship a Wurthy conquest
More clutch than Robert Horry, cuz the mic and I
Have more chemistry than Dexter's Laboratory

A vet of two decades, just the facts kid
Like a volcano, I was dormant but now I'm active
Not passive with vocab, I spit toxic
You claiming you king, I poke holes in your Logic - get it
My Pro Tools bear fruit like Image Line
With rhyme defined, survival fittest of human kind
Critics sensitive that I'ma class act
Put me on Mars, I'm outstanding outside my habitat
I had to take time off to see who counted me out
I hold rank - more first class than the Boy Scouts
I'm slicker than your average, no Craig David
My performance priceless it's in your financial interest to save it
Like Chadwick Boseman my illness was under wraps
They claim they new era (Come on) you know that's cap
A ghostly figure causin' night terrors
We laughin' at your amateur hour comedy of errors

Nod your head to this homie? How could you not
When I lace a dope track you gon' get what I got
Who you know that gon' bussa flow - of my ilk
With a verbal hot sauce texture finer than silk
Blessed with lyrical finesse - the skeptics acquiesce
Bringing your fans to my ship a Wurthy conquest
More clutch than Robert Horry, cuz the mic and I
Have more chemistry than Dexter's Laboratory

Emcees got rough vision - astigmatism
Ain't need a paternity test to know who fuckin' with him
I'm off that congeniality bullshit
I'ma say what needs to be said, smoother than cool whip
I ain't from NY, but you can fuggetaboutit
If you talkin' that you got the bag I strictly doubt it
I'm Alaska; is Wurth the illest? Juneau it
Like Lauryn Hill's back taxes, my respect, you owe it
These silly boys leave y'all confused like Laurel or Yanny
I rock flows plural and many, neural plus uncanny
Blow the smoke to this, I mean, how could you not
Is it the way I bless a track, no Jill Scott
I bust shot, like NBA Jam, from way down town
You lame as f*ck and a bitter hater like Kwame Brown
You can't overstate my genius I'm sharp like coral
Emcees arrive with style contrived like Jim Bakker's morals

Nod your head to this homie? How could you not
When I lace a dope track you gon' get what I got
Who you know that gon' bussa flow - of my ilk
With a verbal hot sauce texture finer than silk
Blessed with lyrical finesse - the skeptics acquiesce
Bringing your fans to my ship a Wurthy conquest
More clutch than Robert Horry, cuz the mic and I
Have more chemistry than Dexter's Laboratory
Nod your head to this homie? How could you not
When I lace a dope track you gon' get what I got
Who you know that gon' bussa flow - of my ilk
With a verbal hot sauce texture finer than silk
Blessed with lyrical finesse - the skeptics acquiesce
Bringing your fans to my ship a Wurthy conquest
More clutch than Robert Horry, cuz the mic and I
Have more chemistry than Dexter's Laboratory

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