P-R-I-M Lyrics

I see the future from my place in the past

Now it's on that up and up so I'm raising the bar

Playing calm on immaculate beats

Spell my name with a motherfuckin' capital P

I'm all booked out like a novel idea

The only thing that's holding me back? That's gotta be fear

This body of work will flesh out my skeletons

Been looking for the facts, missing all the evidence

I'm equal measurements ether and lethal veteran

My queen? Latifah melanin coupled with high intelligence

Check the sign in the Mecca of rhyme

Then, stretch your mind till it touches your spine

So step back, when I'm cupping the mic

And don't be hating on a brother coming up on his grind

A grave sight with the skeleton crew

I make mine with incredible moves

P R I M

P R I M

P R I M

P R I M

Fresh writtens the lyrical technician

Meticulous set driven, yep Primitive wrecks rhythms

I'll take what I like but that's just a given

I can swallow my pride and still be the best spitting

I harness mystics to the ink in my pen

And envision the inscriptions that are depicted in lead

Think again if you're thinking that it's all in your head

A short fall when you crawl in the depths

But I'm keeping it fresh Now they're telling me there's truth in pain

I'm at a loss but abuse the gain

They hand it to you with a slap on the wrist

They're cashed up, say they hating capitalists

So back up, my brother I am back in this bitch

They never blame it on themselves so now they smacking they kids

I take flight in a pelican suit

I make mine with incredible moves

P R I M

P R I M

P R I M

P R I M

They're asking bout my my profits but that's none of their business

I'm strapped in the cockpit, ready to rock-et

I maintain till my arms are scratched

Then brutalize beats, what's the harm in that

Fleshed out like a shark attack

And they call themselves rappers but hardly rap!

Facts, I'm pulled in for the blowback

Pill poppers glamorize nodoze, prozac

They mumble raps and their flows oh so whack

What's the point if the game just don't match

So grab your map and your GPS

We're going down south to be destressed

Hell yes, to bounce round completely fresh

Play it loud till the tweakers and the speakers flex

The grape vines got a hell of a root

I take mine with incredible moves

P R I M

P R I M

P R I M

P R I M