Competition Is None (remix) Lyrics

Competition Is None (remix) lyrics

[V1]



Through the pages of tall tales and short stories



I was systematically given by Dewey my own category



As surely as it was written the chapters were satisfactory



I'm booking niggas that's claiming they've got a stack for me



My raps are purely worded with allegories inserted



Fuck with your hearing leaving one of your senses perverted



Make sure you heard it



Rarely averted my verbal array with slay the barely assertive



So get Judy to judge and spare me the verdict



No matter how you interpret the letters, regardless of translation



You're illiteracy shows like Babylonian aggravation



From lack of communication, sound barriers get broken



Whether written or spoken, I turn-styles without a token



Cause the way I coin a phrase will rapidly anoint the stage



or vocal session, in every direction, let me point the ways



By way of my index, I pretend like I'm in text



So, I stereotype 6 rappers, and interject 5 spaces to indent



Then I backspace to erase the last trace of niggas whose tracks waste



My time. You'll be last place to the line



due to the fast pace of my mind



And it takes more than a snake or a swine



To place me within a backbrace



cause I'm fat, ace, check the weight of my rhyme



You diggin the slap bass? Trying to figure just how this bitch's ass tastes



Was headed for third base, the minute the bitch delivered the gas face



Like Ants to acid, I burn slower than butter on a tepid gun



Yo, cause competition is none







[V2]



Now, you can bring it if you want it. But, be sure to keep the receipt



Cause when I freak to the beat, you're bound to get returned



I seek the heat and set to burn your tape, to let you learn your fate in
advance



But that depends on if you tend to urinate in your pants



I place demands on small bladders and weak podiatrists



If there's a reason I get pissed, then 5 MCs can die-per-diss



And that's a quota. You stated that you know the amount



But you can strike it off the record, cause that shit don't count



I end quotes like double apostrophes, put commas in comas



Make you dash to the doc, while checking your semi-colon for melanoma



Revoke your diploma, low marks to question me



Bastardize the alphabet, and ask him which parent he sees



I use analogies and context clues on occasion



Find my name's in tune with Tonedeff, minus the hyphenation



See, my inclination's to slash forward and not return



Cause if I come back, I'ma light you up twice like burned urns



And pound ya. Cause what you make up is cakey



I'll leave you so flaky



you'll be trying to hit the escape key just to evade me



But you can't quit out to safety



So pay me with your pin-number to sway me away today



cause maybe an 80 will dissuade me



I've played the nice guy long enough, I'm charging late-fees



Can't fuck with the rhyme, so you're hiding behind the 9 just like the 8-key



I create divisions like space bars when you press me



I'm like a hooker with her period - Fucking with me gets messy







[V3]



Competition is none, and Tone said it with authority



Cause competition nowadays is a majority



Of undereducated niggas delivering horribly



Swearing they're more complex than their own inferiority



And right behind them, There's sure to be some whore at the local sorority



Who's wack, yet her shows are packed formidably



Now, baby got back, but she's a bore to me



Cause she's a front, like New York bottled water that lacks purity



My aura be tapped straight from the stream of consciousness



It's not often that I'm impressed, so I'm popping your confidence



At every given opp I get. All I'll need'll be a needle



Some custom instrumentals and just over 30 people



I'll surely hurt your ego if you go that route



I take the low road, but I don't bow to no man's clout



No need to be way-high to express ways to enact this



I planned the fastest path and ran McNally off the atlas



And this I'll practice, even when I be 95, I'll still be at this



Globally off-axis, hip-hop madness



Regardless how the demographics are stacked



Cause I'm the legend that never got on the map