Hip-Hop Faith
[Verse 1:The Great White aka Melodious]

You’re talking blasphemy, sound the cacophonies
From the crowd, they’re sounding loud, to me they sing doxology
Honesty’s the policy, a rap prodigy, so follow me
Holding classes on how to swallow others like collard greens
Quality over quantity, so excuse the amount of lines you see
“Selachii” with the spectacles, Classified as a monstrosity
To others down the line, who fail to recognize morphology
Dishing out diss tracks, would be like dishing off “apostrophes”
While you’re busy writing atrocities, I’m writing “oddities”
Disgusting rap is quite common, I prefer taking “anomalies”
You see we are complete opposites, a complete dichotomy
And I happen to be the better half, I feel your despondency
Other rappers write dull, plain, like rocks, it’s all petrology
I’m dedicated to rap, and rap itself, call it monogamy
You should really take up something different, take up prosody
Because at the rate you’re going, you will never be as hot as me, bitch

[Verse 2:Critical Lenz]
Corrupt institute
Support heuristic views of your different crews
Indifferent while you’re spittin’ tunes
Draggin’ individuals into the tabernacle
Shoving eucharists inside misfits Adam’s apples
Hip-hop forcing it’s religion eatin daily bread
Absorb the catechism of tradition which is barely read
Invade a district - opposition pistol grippin' - typical
Have that ass shakin’ visceral, like I’m Mystikal
Old school dueling westerns, pacing like an expert
Fire rounds then deposit in the desert
Retired bodies got redemption left em red dead
Laid out like bed spreads
Excuse the intervention but this is modern warfare
Ain’t no exceptions – that’d be Paramore’s flare
Rising rapidly like I parkour four stairs
You elevate at slow rates so the contour’s scarce
Diggin’ midnight solitaire consider me gambit
Dangerous with a deck and nature’s little bandit
Competition comprised of raccoon city residents
Purchased houses subprime, foreclose entire settlements
Their bread is supine – stack flat like pita
Less open doors - than a Prius two seater
Newly acquired license but their feet just need a feel
Each alive and have the drive but they sleeping at the wheel
Largest contrast is visual sight - a slight difference
I see green like hulk drinking monsters through night vision
Never threatened by a weapon strangers don’t possess
If not endangered for a second Zimmerman – but I digress
Celestial bodies conspire against your hobbies astrology
Finds you fated to be a mockery in pursuit of properties
Bored of your games as you aim for monopolies
Slap you with a sorry board – hit you with apologies