[00:03.26]Yo, I'm back current, yep’ it's Blackcurrent Jazz 3,
[00:06.34]I keep it flowing; yeah I'm that current,
[00:08.62]so please forgive me if you lose me and ain't with me,
[00:10.78]cos’ my style is from the future, I'm a rapper and producer who is
[00:13.51]stripping half naked melodies from jazz records,
[00:15.74]I could take a half a minute, splice it down to half a second,
[00:18.37]shoot a beat out like a weapon, guess that's why they call me legend,
[00:20.85]twenty years of my expression, turned it into a profession like it's
[00:23.71]nothing... I tell you I could do this in my sleep,
[00:26.29]I can do this in a multiple of ways but never cheap,
[00:28.77]I can do this acapella; I can do this on the beat,
[00:31.24]I can do this in a stadium or do this in the street,
[00:34.02]say nada', I'm bout to roll a six like it's Nevada,
[00:36.60]scoop the chips up like a charmer, then I dip without the drama,
[00:39.18]like I'm slipping in pyjamas and I'm feeling like Sinatra,
[00:41.71]playing Midnight Marauders, while I'm sippin’ on a vodka,
[00:45.10]how's that for Karma? I ain't hurting nobody,
[00:47.11]coming on another level, so beam me up Scotty,
[00:49.70]I do this for my fans, for my ladies, for my mans,
[00:52.37]for my crews, for my clans, for reviews, for the grands,
[00:54.95]and I choose to withstand if it don't serve my brand,
[00:57.58]cos’ I'm first in command and my verses are planned (to what?),
[01:00.96]to make your speakers bump til' they blown out,
[01:02.99]so press play to Blackcurrent tre', no doubt.
[01:26.59]Rappers fall asleep at mics like falling asleep at the wheel,
[01:29.21]now there’s nothing for the reel and everything's for the meal,
[01:31.72]now everything's for the bills, no interview for Rolling stone mag,
[01:32.00]Beverly Hills, be like Taggart and Rosewood scaling walls for thrills,
[01:32.92]got a jacket so pose good, making calls to girls who don't care bout’ your notebook,
[01:42.57]lyrics that you have written, memorized so you don't look,
[01:45.65]and got the best rapport with these promoters who don't book,
[01:48.12]now bring the beat back, it's time for me resurrect this Blackcurrent heat black,
[01:53.16]I do this with my seat back, eyes closed,
[01:53.89]feet up and with a complete lack of regard for cheap tack,
[01:57.47]too much to keep track, don't have to prove I'm anything to anyone,
[02:01.01]so many things already done, so I'm forever twenty-one,
[02:03.67]I made a trinity of albums by the age of twenty-two,
[02:06.20]so these older cats were learning what DL already knew,
[02:08.98]'God damn!’, so you can say I'm in another class from these
[02:12.01]inbox spam rappers, put em’ in the trash,
[02:14.18]cos’ they expiration passed and they engine's out of gas,
[02:16.75]and when it comes to music, I’mma kick em' in the ass,
[02:19.48]kick em' in the abs, kick em' out the studio, then kick em' in a cab,
[02:23.33]then kick em' out the neighborhood to kick it on the Ave where my beats zone out,
[02:27.16]so press play to Blackcurrent tre', no doubt.