Immaculate Reception lyrics

[Intro: Jae Skeese]
Oh
We back with this rappin' sh*t (Right back with it)
Right back to it, I'm fresh off the road, though, a lil' bit, y'know I mean? Ha
This my type of sh*t (Eastside sh*t, you know that)
Yo
Yo, yo (Yo, yo), check

[Verse 1: Jae Skeese]
I'm in the game now, they watch my position like draft analysts
My stock's risin', my advantage is lopsided
I listen to rappers verses like, "Bro, they gotta be gassin' 'em" (Gotta be gassin')
I gave a f*ck at one point, but now I'm honestly abstinent
'Cause if you break it down in totality with analysis (Uh-huh)
Nobody snappin' harder since Lil Jon with this rapper sh*t, look (Nobody)
Them rappers mid-level just like assistant management
My flame got ignited and I keep fannin' it and fannin' it and fannin' it
My reach is worldwide now, that's how I'm spannin' it (True)
Writin' my story, I'll be the protagonist (Uh-huh)
It only gets better as pages in the pamphlet flip
They thought I never had a chance at this
But I put in the work and studied like an undergraduate
Most valuable, they voted me in and this sh*t's unanimous
My impact'll snap a brick in half as quick as seconds on the chronograph get ticked
Brick by brick, I built myself here a motherf*ckin' establishment, look
This here is high-grade, all gas, no flatulence (None)
Purposely done, but the reception is immaculate (Haha)
Married to this sh*t and I done flooded out the annulet (What?)
It's DrumWork on my amulet, I'm humbly extravagant, you know that (Know that, n*gga)
[Interlude: Jae Skeese]
Hahaha, told you n*ggas, man, y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with me, man

[Verse 2: Jae Skeese]
Yo, yo, to hate you, they gon' find a reason
If I told you how bad it gets, bet you would not believe it (Uh-huh)
This that dope sh*t, I can plug 'em like I'm stoppin' leakings (Know that)
That DW on the flag, my n*ggas got allegiance (You know that)
Makin' my mark up in the pros, this sh*t was not collegiate (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I understood the assignment, so it got completed (Facts)
And now my craft just serve me papers like I got subpoenaed (Haha)
Yeah, I mean this sh*t is like I got subpoenaed
I stayed down, sh*t was ugly 'til it got conceited, n*gga (Know that)

[Outro: Conway the Machine]
Yeah, you know what it is, n*gga
You know I mean? This DrumWork sh*t, n*gga
This just the beginning, though
It's the beginning of your f*ckin' ending, though, n*gga
All y'all n*ggas, n*gga
Real lyricism is back
Jae Skeese, Machine, the separation
Thank you for doubtin' us, n*gga
Thank you for doubtin' us
Keep that same energy
Keep your congratulations
We makin' history, though, n*gga, Machine
DrumWork, b*tch, it 'bout to be a beautiful year
Beautiful decade, n*gga, haha
Yeah, it's just the process
Trust the process, n*gga, yeah