[Verse 1]
Hey, the mental state of a lyricist in his prime
Spit divine thought from the mind, poetic rhetoric that rhyme
With punchlines that leave you conflicted and hit rewind
Every time I spit an ill line, the world's mine
Fuck a Matana
Quit it the second I'm out the vagina, won't even call her mañana, sike
Lyrical Unabomber, I'm allergic to drama
Mentality of a felon rebellin', elevate while you repellin'
Only hate me 'cause I'm sellin', who you tellin'?
See, I was on that raw shit while you was on that nah shit
The people, they gon' toss it, well, now they all they endorse it
I just waited for my time to shine, I never forced it
Strategically planned it like Peyton Manning way before shit was even real
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[Verse 2]
I remember nights as a child with my momma, hungry
But my hunger for this music is on another level
This shit'll truly have you contemplatin' deals with the devil
But, homie, I'm a king, not a pawn, I never settle
'Cause the strength within my mind is so fine I can bend metal
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[Verse 3]
Yeah, In high school I wasn't worried about them A's and B's
I was trying to make the flow unkillable to obtain these G's
Murder syllables, yes, I aim to please, so much ice, they call me Mr. Freeze, sike
All up under your girl's skirt as if I was the breeze
Flow Celsius, I surpassed degrees, homie, please
And now I'm feelin' like I'm number one
'Cause nobody made it in the game out of where I'm comin' from, can you feel me?
Me and my team devised a scheme to get the cream
Followin' dreams, livin' our lives like movie scenes
It started as a teen, sippin' liquor, smokin' green
For music, I was a fiend, my homies know what I mean, ha
Lethal projectiles aimed at reptiles
Best get your money in order 'fore you get checked now (Yeah)
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[Verse 4]
Yeah, the beat's my bitch, the mic's my mistress
Fiancé flow when I engage, don't miss this now
Hop on the track, you know I kill it to death
Fuckin' with Logic, it's inevitable that it will result in your imminent death
Now hit rewind and take a breath, homie, ain't nothin' left
I'm Gregory House and this game is testin' my patience
Been on the low like Freemasons
Livin' amazin', if your shit is hot, my shit is Cajun
Divine white wine flowin', yes, you know it's agin'
You got sixteens? Ha, I got mathematical equations
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