All Shock No Value - Blueprint, Aceyalone

Hold on, hold on, hold on

I’m ballin with this pen and I’m about to get my bowl on

Fit to heat it up and I hope that they got their coat on

They all against the wall and they all about to get wrote on

Hip-hop take 'em away, that’s what they use to holler

How can I adapt to this poison?

Man I’m used to water and butter

It ain’t another one, the full discovery

Give these people all what they need, that’s why they loving me

It’s top-notch soda and scotch without the soda though

Styles like running for miles we meet the quota though

They wonder why I come tag, we go toe-to-toe

Don’t even know me though, don’t know how fast the motor go

It’s rodeo, they tried to play me out but then they never did

Such a clever kid, we promised we’d forever live

Life valuable, on the mic infallible

That’s why we spit that radical

I know, I know, I know, I know

They put your whole world in a box, I can save it for you

You can have the time of your life, that why they made it for you

Maybe I’m just the hunter, the lightning and the thunder

The days they had to wonder how we created the underground

It sound so impeccable, we had to work

I’m talking shovel dirt, rappers put under the earth

To free the hip-hop nation, it’s still a curse

I gotta feel it first, then go gorilla on a verse

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

Hold on, hold on, hold on

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

I gotta feel it first, then go gorilla on a verse

They don’t make 'em like me no more

They say, «How can he be so raw?»

So many styles never seen before

They ask, «How can he be so sure?»

They wanna know how did he get on

They didn’t think he’d be here for long

And wonder why they didn’t see it before

He used to be the guy they would ignore

Guess you can never tell, the waves 'til you set sail

Many with lines but not a single one parallel

Find the right angles, lines that might strangle

Once combined the rhyme is sharp as a triangle

Mind tangled like as a stage full of mic cables

Interconnected but separate and single

Just wait until I hear the starter’s pistol

Unlimited horsepower is coming out of my stable

When they were alive they weren’t half as nice

Now they’re worth twice as much in the afterlife

They never mic check unless the check is right

But everything we have is because we have to write

No label-mates, what I make’s beyond label

Songs that are strong as a snake’s bite is fatal

So grab a plate of what me and Acey made you

Food for thought, right up to your kitchen table, like

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

Hold on, hold on, hold on

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

They all shock no value

I gotta feel it first, then go gorilla on a verse