Respect The Architect (Buckwild Remix)

"""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect as I begin to build."" [Bahamadia] I'm mystical; don't be deceived by the visual Visible preference is pure; patent it back to metaphors Greetin' 'em Illa del style wild Analyze my memoirs, runnin' on eight, four poetic meter Soarin' way beyond Iambic pentameter or juvenile flam Unsyncopated soul, piercin' earlobes and egos My vocals read these thoughts - am I hardcore? To the grain [Guru] Lame-game, plain-Jane emcees can't approach these I shake chumps like fleas; I hold the keys To drive you, guide you, provide you With the real joints; ahem, I clear my throat of phlegm The architect, selecting the blueprints To rid the game of nuisance Sucker reducin' with the fusion Rhymes solid like cement in my musical solution Stackin' concrete flows; look out below ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect as I begin to build."" [Guru] Rhymes get all up in your grill like freckles Most emcees couldn't see me with bifocal spectacles There's no protectin' you; with realness, I'm wreckin' you I'm beggin' you - take a look into the cipher You're dirt on my windshield, so I'm turnin' on my wipers And I can see clearly now No other rapper is near me And all you perpetrators shall fear me now [Bahamadia] Never flip folklores, only realness Coincide with the rhythm like I did with Total Wreck Respect the architect in this division Rhymes written to be hittin' like anti-proton collisions Rap newest edition, bringin' the feminine in renditions In rare form, defined as optimal for my pedigrees In skill three like three-sixty degrees as in well-rounded Leavin' the competition dumb-founded For when I catch wreck, I astound ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect."" ""So respect the architect... as I begin to build."" [Guru] Floor to ceiling, constantly building With power to construct towers of rap cream, kid; what? Dreamin' you're lyrical, physical, mystical? Your concept's mediocre, plus you're way too typical withcha Corny delivery and crazy, whack voice Mad corny image; that's why I give you jitters It figures I'd have to dust you off the scene Like a wiseguy, with my New York lean [Bahamadia] Lines that I supply fortify the nuclei of mindstate From state to state, universal, be the orals that I create Top notch and on lock like Sentry; opponents could never tempt me Samplin' my style like an Akai S-950, and still can't get with me While I spread this verbal plague like bubonic Conductin' phonics like the Philharmonics I make in measured melody; kids praise me like the crucifix So place Bahamad' amongst your top ten of emcees ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect."" ""So, respect the architect."" ""So respect the architect... as I begin to build."" [Guru] Yeah, neverending, knah I'm sayin? Always buildin' My homegirl Bahamadia in the hidouse, yeah, yeah And of course, my man the legend Ramsey Lewis So respect the architect, knah I'm sayin? One love "