AND THEN THEY PLAYED 'MUSI

This is a rerecording of an old freestyle I did a year ago with me remixing Charles Hamilton's version.

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Walk in on it
Walk in on it
Rapping on this
Rapping on this
Rhymes are flawless
Dissing on this
Dissing on this
CH, Dilla, uh

[Verse 1: HixMusi]
When the beat is so good start randomly freestyling
Pen so elite defiling other niggas soundcloud rapping
Lacking any talent trying to act violent
Dropping back to back trash kid your trap goes harder on silent
Like the other guy using fake accents
It just lies in the present years from now that shit won’t be prevalent
I tried to warn your ass to listen the prophets
Your voice is now the past, career is nonexistent
I don’t know what you fantasise but in your mind
Think; analyse before you write some Carti rip-off shit
Incomprehensible forgettable shit
Uninspired; no fire identical shit
I’m not saying quit, try harder, bitch
Until then ignore this clown there’s bleachers go sit
I’ll score; call celebs on a first name basis
Linking up with the greats to make iconic classics, puh

[Hook]
What's happening to me, I think I can flyyy
[Repeat in backround]
(Call Dilla, I think I figured my mission now)
What's happening to you, I think I'm aliiiiiiive

[Verse 2: Charles Hamilton]
If my eyes are the intensity of this industry
I got all of these pricks sick of me
A fake simile is what life reminds me of, I don't "like" it
But there's nothing like it
You know what it is, it's t-i backwards
Be I from Harlem, need I practice
I fell off and I'm still at the top of my game
Ask Dilla, I'm a killa when dropping the flames
And I'm chillin while you niggas just copy my name
You can't do it, I admit it, I'm cocky, OK
I live in a bottle made of venom and vodka
You may envision my honesty
Taking niggas a lot of sick days to understand
It OK, no play though, real though, case closed
Same clothes for a few days though
With or without a deal, this is just how I feel

[Hook]
What's happening to me, I think I can flyyy
This is just how I feel, god I'm real
[Repeat in background]
(Call Dilla, I think I figured my mission now)
What's happening to you, I think I'm alive