Playground - Intellectual

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Uh, yeah, I'm raising up a riot

Anxiously been waiting, I've been patient, I've been quiet

Now it's time to break the silence as we take this series way beyond the pilot

Feel like David and I'm aiming at Goliath

Any weight class, any damn one, any fake ass

Wanna be rap master smashed in my cage match

Stick a fork in him like a haystack

Butane gas, a match, and make a flame catch

Burn 'em all down to ash like a pound of hash 'til I get a brain lapse

Yeah, they know I started from the bottom where the flounders at

Now I'm a shark, all you fishies'll be down to hatch

I'm eating anybody, everybody on the food chains below me

So come and see, I produce pain

Rich motherfucker, feeling like I'm Bruce Wayne

Yeah, I got the juice, I'ma probably leave a few stains

Liu Kang with the dragon made of fire

Fatality any fighter who be thinking that they nicer

I got the eye of the tiger, the rowdiest kind of writer

Who be stacking all this dough like Moderna, Johnson Johnson, and Pfizer

But what I'm pushing doesn't come with side effects

Other than banging your head to the beat 'til you break your neck

Yeah, I write hot bars, write hooks, and write checks

And your tombstone's what I write next

Motherfucker, tell 'em

[Chorus]

The whole word is my playground

Gotta give 'em a show (Oh)

And if you get in my way now (Ayy)

I'ma make 'em hit the floor (Oh)

Rocket fuel in my gas tank (Ayy)

Never run low (Oh)

And once I get my hands on this shit, I'ma (I'ma)

I'ma never let go

[Verse 2]

Woah-woah-woah

Let me get my hands on it

And ramble some shit quick, so the fans'll click and like and reshare the clips

So analytically, they can see I'm the man with this

I'll damage, rip, and tear 'til I make it through

From the underground scene to the pay-per-view

Peek-a-boo, all of you better take a few steps back, a head's cracked

(Say I'm crazy?) True

We known that since way back, the facts are facts

Sit back, relax, maybe go and grab a snack

As I get the microphone and spit a savage rap

And blow the world up and bask in the aftermath

Yeah, the price going up like it's after-tax

My capital gain range is a mass a cash, no matter

Any way you looking at it as, I'm big buck hunter

Hitting racks on racks

Got a crib full of arcade games and clusters

Shit is looking like I'm living in a Dave & Buster's

Centipede, Pac-Man, Rampage, MK, wanna play?

Then I'm Raiden, I'll bring the thunder

But I've heard some of these artists complaining

About how these streaming services suck and they're barely paying

I guess them and their labels got a different arrangement

Staying independent's paying off, ain't it?

Tell 'em like, uh