Broken Beat Grammar

Yeah,

let the tape run.

Check the levels. (uh-huh)

I treat the cadence like an architect blueprinting lines Every syllable weighted,

hitting right on the time They rush the track,

sweating out a minute of hype I let the needle sit and

let the vintage ignite (woo)

Cadence so surgical, needle on groove

Never gotta hustle when you already move

Watch how the masterwork lands on the grid Nobody doing it the

way that I did (never)

Sharp with the tongue,

heavy with the weight

Clocking every second, never coming in late

Flipping syllables easy while they stumble their speech Got the standard held

up way out of their reach I keep the tone locked,

resonance pure Writing out the script with an absolute cure (yeah) Head-nod

steady when the verse unwinds Leaving twenty years of heavy classics behind

Watch how the masterwork lands on the grid Nobody doing it the

way that I did (nobody)

Sharp with the tongue,

heavy with the weight

Clocking every second, never coming in late

No tricks, no gimmick on the tape Just pure form in the

ultimate shape

(just listen)

Watch how the masterwork lands on the grid Nobody doing it the

way that I did (you know it)

Sharp with the tongue,

heavy with the weight

Clocking every second, never coming in late (never late!)

That's how it's done.

First take. (haha)