So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, as I begin to build
Im mystical, dont 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 84, poetic, meter
Soarin way beyond
I am bic pentameter, or Juvenile flam
Unsyncopated soul piercin earlobes and egos
My vocals read these thoughts
Am I hardcore to the grain?
Lame game plain Jane MCs cant 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
Rhymes get all up in your grill like freckles
Most MCs couldnt see me, with bifocal spectacles
Theres no protectin you, with realness, Im wreckin you
Im beggin you, take a look into the cypher
Youre dirt on my windshield, so Im turnin on my wipers
And I can see clearly now, no other rapper is near me now
And all you perpetrators, shall fear me now
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, the architect
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, as I begin to build
Floor to ceiling, constantly building
With power to construct, towers of rap cream kid, what?
Dreamin youre lyrical, physical, mystical
Your concepts mediocre, plus your way too typical withcha
Corny delivery and crazy wack voice
Mad corny image, thats why I give you jitters
It figures, Id have to dust you off the scene
Like a wise guy, with my New York lean
Lines that I supply fortify the nuclei of mind state
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 cant get with me
While I spread this verbal plague like bubonic
Conduction phonics like the philharmonics
I make in measured melody, kids praise me like the crucifix
So place Bahamadia, amongst your top ten of MCs
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, the architect
So respect the architect, as I begin to build
Yeah, never ending, knahmsayin? Always buildin
My home girl Bahamadia in the hidouse, yeah, yeah
And of course, my man the legend, Ramsey Lewis
So respect the architect, knahmsayin? One love