Never Heard It Done Like This - K-the-I???, High Priest

You never heard it done like this

Who else could put it down like this?

As we move with the scenery

Let’s walk through this corporate machinery

This big P

Now what the deal is?

P let it fizz the wiz

The business is as is

Never saw this day coming

I think I’m in a great place to summon some of the illest

The killer

Still it gets sicker

The vocals like ghosts in the air

The lights flicker

I might vicar the mic

Write like I never knew sight

The block knows

The vatos

Hydraulics staring over pot-holes

My mind goes side bar

To climb inside these bars

For the people behind the 8-Ball

When fate calls

I’m the P to the R I Z M

And if not

Then why would I say I am

The alchemist

The Al-Qaeda

The biters light as rock

New era P

Therapy for lost MCs

It goes hands up

It goes heads high

Everybody move

K to the I

Big things coming through for you

It’s that sickness

Call it the bird flu

Hands up

Heads High

Suddenly

Never mind if extended

I remember once invented

Get it before anyone crossed the line

In time for lessons

Instead that unleaded gasoline

Influenced your stream of consciousness

Deflating that ego

Didn’t continue the argument

Shouldn’t I mellow out though?

Inverted

Crafted through perfection

Spread it amongst the industry

Simply to apply the chemistry mentioned within me

Readjust

Centered

Mild-mannered

Temperature tampered

Ready for an overload

Unless solving the answer

I couldn’t imagine establishing something else

Note to self-esteem

Lean a little bit close to your dream

Never listen to critics criticizing the scene

You never heard it done like this

Who else could put it down like this?