[Intro]

(Right or wrong, I've got to get back home)

(Right or wrong, I’ve got to get on home)

(Right or wrong, I've got to get back home)

(I've got to get back to my baby’s heart)

Yo

(JNixx, you killed this shit)

[Verse]

Kicking down the door, all heads turn my direction

My music on your playlist, guess it's such a blessing

Perfection? I am not

Correction, this track's hot

Two steps towards a new breath of resurrection

My rap's locked on 'ya

Big guns like Contra

Engaging with listeners within their state of ponder

Wander no longer, through rhymes, for honor

You won't be screaming no like to "Luke, I'm your father"

Woo!

Feel like the lord author

Blessed with a pen, writing the truth, a born baller

Uh, you might think it's pure magic

The industry will chew you up, spit you out like Jurassic

Perhaps it’s a bit of a miracle I’m surviving

Providing this writing, forbid from colliding

I'm trying to craft out the best me

That’s rid of the wack sounds

And being the great one like Gretzky

But one can only dream until it's reality

He's not what he seems 'til he knows that he has to be

Gradually rising up ’fore it's a tragedy

Life might just slam you with sudden gained gravity

But I still have time, so I'll use it

Add fuel to the flame or you'll lose it

Take a pause to reenergize, got a movement

Always got the W's, you'll never see me losing

Boom with Bap, I'm too intact

Heard you speaking different language, it's fluent cap

You're trying to take me down, but your shooting's trash

See you at the finish line, where your crew's in last

Assuming you even have one, it's honestly sad

In the bleachers heckling, while we got the sweet bags

And we won't ever fumble them, we only go up

Greatest of all Time, so you better know us

The work and dedication deserves appreciation

You're blurred and seeing hatred

Disturbed with such impatience

Of art being created

We chart, now we've made it

We sparked, so amazing

With bars, we stay blazing

And if you have doubts, I'm quick to debunk those

Seeing through you like a glass house, don't be dumb, bro

I'm flowing with ease, and there's no foe in these streets

Who can touch me or one-up me, they'll groan in defeat

For trying to challenge my come up

They run up and then they combust

I'm lightning when the guns bust

Like Mikey, I got the nunchucks

And I won't ever stop until there's a legacy

When it comes to best rappers, top 5 I better be

Yo, had to be a beginner to be the master

Never get caught up in what you're tryna' capture

As of now, all things are yet not balanced

2023, let's see if Flex's Got Talent

Nothing's gonna change, I'm running on the stage

Your bluffing will not phase the rushing of this race

My passion's unmatching to any while rapping

So if you got the dukes, then put 'em up and get scrapping

Show me the threat and I'mma get 'em and send 'em

Straight to midworld, it's twirled straight to your memory

Energy to the best degree, won't comply with obscenities

Ripping through the track, and I do it effectively