Check The Blueprints (Dj King Most Remix) - Kero One

Slowly and steadily MC's are fallin off like leprosy

Instead build immunity and spread insight through community

These fundamentals form the krux of longevity

When melodies are looped and vocals harmonize in unity

Now its 99 and aint a damn thing changed

Some seek fame as wealth manipulates the brain

Let me paint this picture your minds the canvas

Many claim their real and later flake like dandruff

Cause 1 out of 10 stick to their words

The other 9 stick to my nikes and get rubbed out on the curb

Lets be real we're paper chasin' for financial backing

But theres a line defined by greed many are passing

Known as crossing over for exposure some embark

Or cars jewels and sh*t that wont exist when we depart

Crews don't snooze or eyes become bruised

This goes out to those that slept knew the deal or were confused

Check the blueprint

Clutchin my pen tight strugglin to portray the right depiction

I'm punchin the wall of writers block loathing for recognition

Nowadays your not heard unless your posing an image

With watered down lyrics that appeal to most who listen

Instead i'll water the roots so branches will replenish

Expanding elements that pioneers started building

Hiphop houses so many free loading MC's

I feel theres only a few tenants who've been paying their fees

360 degrees what goes around comes back

I'm smoking mics as I inhale lies and exhale facts

Unfold the blueprints the plans for improvement

Bridging gaps between the mind ball point pen and the clueless

Innovation is useless once you forget the essence

So respect the architect

Pick up your pens and start sketchin

Pick up your pens and start sketching

As I open my slanty eyes to this place called earth

I contemplate how music has lost artistic worth

And I'm shrivled up in my niche like the scrotum when its freezing

With bags under my eyes on account of too much sleeping

Because of these lies in rap that I can't feel

Leaving me dazed with the phrase "i keep it real"

How many times have you heard this being fed through your ears

I'd rather be fed in the mouth to sh*t it out from the rear

Claiming their underground but underwater their wrinkling

And me like water buoys to that level I'm never sinking

Sink your teeth into my words hard enough to be lispin'

Then when finished biting them find your front teeth missing

I see em sippin fine wines in spas to match their image

Gimmicks I flap my jaws and their squads diminished

I don't mess with glocks but metaphorically in speech

I'd like to pump em' with more shots than diabetics receive

Then in a better place may they peacefully rest

In hopes that next time the blueprints they'll manifest

Check the blueprint

And check the blueprint