[Verse 1]
- Can't get enough, - the beat take control
Feel the heat, the love deep in my heart and soul
- It's sweet, need no luck-i'm on a roll
I stay tough, head high in the street when I stroll yeah
- I won't fall, I stay on my feet
- Got a goal, it's rough and I bleed, see
- I stand tall, complete whole restless
On repeat, this is who I be with no stress-yes
Check this, mental bars compressed with
Ly-ric-ly gentle tested, and I straight up killed it
No cheat, I fuck while I smoke weed, the best
No sleep, I wreck, high speed, it's just a test, bruh
Wait - what the hell is goin' on
Turn up, yeah savagely to the break of dawn
Can't stop, cause it's endless, like a marathon
Like a spell, trick or treat, damn it's only just begun
[Chorus]
Storytelling, word play, set up and punchline
Rhymes-flow, RnB, hip hop, street grime
So much have been done, still there is so much left
Spittin' words on the notepad, so am lyrically dead
Storytelling, word play, set up and punchline
Rhymes-flow, RnB, hip hop, street grime
So much have been done, still there is so much left
Spittin' words on the notepad, so am lyrically dead
[Verse 2]
- Now I find myself, in a weird place
Hells gate, am lost in time and space, I run
Won't break, am blind, it's fake, am done
Fast pace, clean mind, who am I, am no one
See, I bleed, it's rough, but I got a goal
- I proceed, my fate still non cynical
I'm kind, still hated by few, ain't that great
The pinnacle, to the top I go, it ain't too late
Forward I keep going I, can't slow down
My power, my will, I graduated from the underground
No crown, still new, but I grow stronger by the hour
- Kill or go, turn around and taste the bitter sour
- Better learn cause every town can be scary
Look pass the beauty of the flower, walkin' in the cemetery
Jumpin' from the higher tower, sleep inside mortuary
Scream louder, this is real life, sweet like a cherry
[Chorus]
Storytelling, word play, set up and punchline
Rhymes-flow, RnB, hip hop, street grime
So much have been done, still there is so much left
Spittin' words on the notepad, so am lyrically dead
Storytelling, word play, set up and punchline
Rhymes-flow, RnB, hip hop, street grime
So much have been done, still there is so much left
Spittin' words on the notepad, so am lyrically dead