northwest problem

ILLA-JIT – SPORADIX
"PACIFIC NORTHWEST PROBLEM"

48 BAR VERSE

I came equipped with a sick disposition and wicked intentions,
A ridiculous gift for the written, I'm shifting dimensions,
You little rappers are fishing for compliments, wishing for mentions,
I'm busy bending the rhythm until it needs medical attention.

I'm Northwest bred, got the rain in my respiratory,
A walking contradiction with a complicated inventory,
I'm writing my own legend, you can quote me in the story,
I don't need a trophy case, the microphone's my territory.

I'm illa-Jit, the illest with the illustrations,
I paint a picture with a pen and leave the competition facing
A serious dilemma, contemplating their vocation,
I'm making rappers reconsider all their life arrangements.

I'm ridiculously gifted, linguistically twisted,
My rhythm's so persistent, your whole existence gets eclipsed,
I'm flipping every syllable, meticulously shifting,
You need a fucking forklift just to lift the weight I'm spitting.

I'm cold-blooded, bold-studded, flow flooded,
Your whole budget couldn't cover what my notebook's worth of gold nuggets,
I don't bluff, I just casually demonstrate the difference,
Between somebody with a microphone and somebody with a mission.

I'm coming through the Northwest, leaving tire marks in the pavement,
My reputation's getting bigger, couldn't fit it in the basement,
I'm so damn far ahead, you need a different measurement,
I'm operating on a level that's beyond your comprehension.

I got a pen with a temper and a brain full of trouble,
I make a simple little sentence turn to lyrical rubble,
I'm seeing double every time I make the syllables double,
You need a whole damn team just to decipher my puzzle.

I'm not impressed by the internet's imaginary kings,
I'm the type to draw a dragon, then give the dragon wings,
While these rappers copy trends and recycle everything,
I'm inventing new dimensions with a pencil and some strings.

Sporadix, remember that, engrave it in your memory,
Oregon representative, a lyrical anomaly,
I'm bringing heavyweight delivery with heavyweight audacity,
You couldn't match my vocabulary with a dictionary strapped to me.

I'm an artist first, a lyrical menace second,
Every bar's a different weapon, every breath a new direction,
I could turn a blank page to a legendary resurrection,
Then sign my name across the bottom like a fucking art collection.

I'm so damn confident, it's bordering on ridiculous,
My flow's so unpredictable, the rhythm gets suspicious,
You brought your best sixteen? That's honestly ambitious,
I brought forty-eight and still got room for some deliciousness.

So let the whole Northwest know exactly who the hell it is,
Illa-Jit, Sporadix, the name you won't forget,
I'm not asking for permission, I'm collecting my respect,
And I haven't even shown you what I'm capable of yet!

OUTRO – SPOKEN

HAHAHAHA!

OREGON!

SPORADIX!

Illa-Jit in this motherfucker!

That's 48 bars...

And I still ain't warmed up.