Once Again - Blueprint, Count Bass D, Midaz the Beast

My flow pattern, that of a classic, symphony

A magical timepiece, with unseen symmetry

Accurate still, after a quarter of a century

Indelible spells cast by warlocks and wizardry

Print at it, know that toe taggin instantly

I illustrate, so you can see it all visually

The beat save, next we expand the memory

Travel the land spreading ma musical ministry

Guard-like on plex I’m whippin ma short mic

The rhyme is a reminder why I stay up all night

Hitplay, next day, know that you top flight

Not a bad way to spend half ma adult life

Invested in myself when nobody else believed

Now d whole world proud of what I achieved

Things changed, now I’m lookin like d safest bet

Just gettin started ain’t saying nothing yet

(You rap about violence too much)

(Once again)

(You want a fresh style, let me show you)

Fat vegans body shamin you, niggas gotta improve yourself don’t blame me

Extended victims tryna play me

You can do anything in this world except when you’re angry

Weaker than they that mourn an look sympathy

Fall with grace not on your face

Obsess less reinvent yo joylessness, death, of the heart an soul-unhappiness

What are you a martyr?

Meaning riots starter?

Complacency of the companies, Facebook always listens

Privacy is fantasy, we’re warlocks on d block, practising bitchcraft

A little spit and polish an it’s as good as you

Buy yo mean degree it’s royalty free

The same people who claim to have no religious beliefs

Are the same ones who fill my timelines wid comments about sports team

Yow I sing a song, infinity gauntlet ringers on

My conscience response to it by watching d consciousness, bring em on

I gas em an blow up smoke in dem ass enough to build a bomb

Even when it’s warm in d storm my tenders wants m&m been d creme de la creme

Go tell a friend

Remember me I’m hard to forget, respect d elephants

I, God to Tom-Tom mack, to wise guys ipod crack

No eyes on Lebron mon stat, I’m a maud Rashad John cat

I’m come equipped wit d poisonous ink

To prepare ma dallas pen for combat jack

When cognac’s crack that couldn’t understand the flow so fat

An made a waterfall fall back

Lacking definitions cats asking «What you call dat?»

Tell em all dat, valor hat the sultan map of mauve raps

With print math, money is made with print math

Dis fast, kid be just laugh, it’s witchcraft