Wisemen Approaching
Wisemen Lyrics

I'm blowed nicely like Ron Isley
I'm feeling good and relaxed like Ron Isley

Word dice, we roll, Mice or Men, behold
We take risks every day, not knowing if we'll succeed or fail

Ice grill on my '86, slice the pie slightly
I have a cold expression on my face while cutting things precisely

Flee or fight me, end up floating up in Bitely
If you run away or confront me, you'll end up in Bitely, possibly dead

I scope and deliver, rhyme quote Gran Turismo
I carefully plan and execute my rhymes, like driving a high-performance car

Drown you in a sea of nickels, sip a fifth slow
I'll overwhelm you with a large number of small things (nickels) while drinking slowly

Crash around the main bend, straight, no chaser
I go full speed ahead, without hesitation or distraction

Silencer on the mic stand, scope no laser
I don't need any flashy or showy things, I keep it simple and deadly

My bitches stay in heels, tie up around the calf shields
My female associates wear high heels that wrap around their legs

Live in movie reels, exquisite ruby heels
My life is so remarkable, it's like it's being recorded for a movie and the women around me have expensive shoes

'Ghans a field of dreams, dirty as Bronson
My gang is a place where people come to achieve their dreams, but it's also dangerous and gritty like Charles Bronson films

Head filled with more schemes, than snakes in the garden
I have many ideas and plans, just like there were many snakes in the Garden of Eden

I tippy toe like Samurai, slit a throat, on stand by
I move quietly and stealthily like a Samurai, ready to kill at a moment's notice

Interview in fields of landmines, perform live
Even in situations where danger and risk are high, I perform at my best

During outbreaks, Ebola virus, outline the mic case
Even during times of crisis and fear, I still focus on my craft

Pace gracefully faster than swimming from sharks
I move quickly and elegantly, even in situations where most people would panic or be scared

Unknown like spinning darts toward your melanin in dark
I'm unpredictable and mysterious, like throwing darts in the dark at a target you can't see

Stopping in at number one without a shotgun
I can achieve success without resorting to violence or force

Maybe platinum, or just Bronze, I'm out, One
I may achieve great success or just mediocre success, but either way, I will move on to the next thing

The Wisemen Approaching, we come from the hills
We are the Wisemen, and we come from a place of elevation and wisdom

Leave your science books open, count all the shells
Even in the pursuit of knowledge and understanding, be aware of the danger and violence around us

Approach in a black hoody, Timbs size twelve
We approach in a way that is casual but intimidating

Escape with the knowledge of self, polished in health
We leave with a greater understanding of ourselves and the world, and in good physical and mental condition

M.C.'s who believe I'm not king of Detroit
Some other rappers don't think I'm the best in Detroit

Indestructable, like a bullet proof Rolls Royce
I'm unstoppable and unbreakable, just like a bulletproof luxury car

The common choice, I bring fire to the beef
I have a reputation for being violent and confrontational

Fuck mic fights, we can get it on in the streets
I'm not afraid of physical confrontation and will take it to the streets if necessary

It's calm and usually peace, beyond the Cuban Linx
Things are typically peaceful and chill beyond the danger and violence of Cuban Linx

I see wild times, of sound mind, be cautious who we meet
I'm aware of the craziness out there, so I'm careful who I associate with

Gave a sigh of relief, when Bronze finally got a piece
I'm happy for Bronze (possibly a colleague), who has finally achieved success

In a magazine, catastrophe for all wack M.C.'s
When we're featured in a magazine, it's a disaster for any inferior rappers

New beginnings, revolutionize, organize the business
I'm all about fresh starts and changing things up, in order to make things better

Your rap kinds is bygones, so long to pretending
Your style of rapping is outdated and no longer relevant

Return of the gutter and grit
I'm bringing back the raw and gritty sound of the streets

The streets have been thirsting for this shit
People have been craving this kind of music

Since Re-Birth of a Prince, back to
Ever since the release of the album Re-Birth of a Prince, this kind of music has been missing

Niggas who spit, darts that shatter bricks
Rappers who have skill and precision in their rhymes can make a huge impact

Grimey as a park bench, built in the cement
I'm as gritty and earthy as a concrete park bench

Sick like a Cedar Point trip
I'm so cool and amazing, it's like going on a thrilling amusement park ride

My ups and downs been a roller coaster
My life has had its highs and lows, just like a roller coaster

Up until now, that's on some old shit
Until this moment, nothing I've done in the past mattered

Built my lab with black bricks, sip the liquor frequent
I've constructed my studio with dark materials, and drink alcohol often while I work

On Sam Cooke nights, my mind sits inside the precinct
On calm and quiet nights, my mind wanders to a peaceful place

Indecent as delinquents, running cash to the street pimps
I and my associates are often involved in shady or unlawful activities, such as giving money to pimps

Heathens deal stones, to clones in an oasis
In a place of supposed safety and relaxation, there are still dangerous people selling drugs to those who imitate them

Gates is open, I stole the pins out the hinges
Opportunities are there for the taking, and I've taken advantage of them

Blair Witch darkness, I need a harness, I traveled so far
The darkness around me is unsettling and I need something to hold onto, as I've come a long way to get to where I am

Park the '84, and saw a scene so raw
I parked my car and witnessed something very real and intense

Take one, I'm straight, son, we niggas running from our caper
I'm ready to take on anyone who tries to stop us, even though we're on the run from something we've done

Invade a brothers mind, and resurrect, the records crackle
My lyrics and music can have a powerful effect on listeners, as if I'm bringing something back to life

My derelict speech, at the speed of a statue
My speech is rough and unrefined, and I speak slowly

My face don't move, my words, they show and prove
I have a stoic expression while I speak, and my words are impressive and back up what I say

Dissect the earth plates, and exhale a sandstorm
I'm able to create chaos and destruction just by breathing

Plans form and crash with impacts of nine eleven
My plans and ideas can have a huge impact, both positively and negatively

7 Kevlaar, God, me or the reverend
We are all important and powerful in our own ways, whether it be by material strength, divine power, or leadership