Okay, Lights on me just keep shinin'

I ain't gon lie

I am out there grindin'

But my adrenaline is climbin'

I keep rhymin'

People do what I say

My names not even Simon

If you know me and my homies

Don't mention us

I like to pop

And I ain't talkin' 7up

I'm a wraith, a killer shadow

Fangs like viper

Bitch I go hard

I spit flames and fire

Right now I be feelin' like I'm on a high wire

They call me master, master Kung Fu Za'ire

Uh and yeah I am the new stunt flier

Burnin' up flames

Somebody call the fire fighter

Them haters are just another meal I like to chew

Their ish is old

My ish is brand new

Yo' D-MAN

I'm the freshest on these streets

Got bangladesh up on this beat

And you know this ain't a feat

Me and my homies firin' up these streets

I'm already tastin' my desert

Yeah revenge is sweet

I go double down on eleven

I hit the jackpot, I go to heaven

I can face anything

My middle name's courageous

I stay true to my game

Never get outrageous

I never go to sleep 'cause I'm always Las Vegas

Roll the dice

My heads full of rhymes

Oh damn! I think I just caught rap lice

I don't care bout the price

Here's some advice

Ya'll Rappers wanna challenge me

You better think twice

Grab a mic and do what I gotta do

Aiyyo, I'ld like to stop and chat

But I'm just passing through

5 minutes into the game

I be the leader of the new school

I do me

Yeah ima do what I do

I got swagga on a million

I just walk in the room and rock the whole buildin'

Wait, what was that

Oh yeah! That's me that you feelin'

Hit you so hard, you're head hit the ceilin'

Shut up, It's me that is wheelin'

And if I ever go to jail

It'll be for major swag dealin'

You know I do it for the ghetto

Fresh Gang, we from the ghetto

And who be they

These kids fresh, they from the ghetto

I got that fire always burnin'

I carry the torch

Took the road to riches just to make a drive-by on ya porch

You do you and Ima do it me style

Spittin' freestyles, hittin' keys quicker than a speed dial

Playin' for keeps, ya'll bitches stuck on free trial

So sick aids was afraid to even catch me

You said you missed your boat

Don't worry, worser things happen at sea

Niggas claimin' their at their prime

But primes aren't divisible uncleaned

I'm the X Factor in this game

So I'm the factor that's invisible, unseen

Freezin' up em niggas like a frozen dessert

Boutta rock the mic so hard it's gonna hurt

Lil Pro Rapper in the buildin'

Intruder alert!

Mahn Comedy club shit like phineas and ferb

Ridin' through the streets

Nigga we hit that curb

Crashes when i climb in

Dialed to destroy like i dropped a dime in

I leave streets on fire

Love dem streets on fire

Watch the flames go higher

Makin' niggas start to perspire

Watch me burn up these flames

Said, somebody better phone the fire brigade

I'm in the lead

Oh yeah! I'm winning

Sendin' bitches back to losers.com

Make em start right from the beginnin'

I kill their rep

Try to re-buildin' it Somebody dig my rap a grave 'cause I just killed it