Opening:

It's the life that I chose

And Imma keep on moving

Rise, Grind, Kush, and Woes

Nonstop in the movement

Verse 1:

Noted crisis, few vices

The era shaped our thoughts inventive used strategically

Now I'm free to breathe

Premeditated, channeling vengeance

The heat created is expressive and its path is intentive

Through veins hold secrets locked away which speak of divinity

So heed, any threat you speak of that mention me

No deed, beneath me so understand

I maybe underestimated but that's due to ignorance of our plans

With even my flaws, good luck at reaching my jaw

I feel that should be specified there's lightning when I move dog

So yes to answer all your questions Michael Seuss is still raw

I'll rise a thousand times from ashes fire breaking each fall

Code etched in gold writing, I'm sure your asking just what I mean

Essentially I'll save it it's too pristine

Probably you know it isn't pleasant but take solace in all of it

Uncertainty is comforting cling to bliss

Hook:

Rise, grind, kush, and woes

Beats, and flows, all I know

It's the life that I chose

First the O, then the world

Verse:

Forgive my conduct, I'm mirroring a construct

A soulless rabid creature whose existence is beyond luck

Despite their claims of tension, none of them get a mention

Their fragile egos get demolished by divine intervention the vibes are spacious

Well aware of what taste is, exquisite's up my alley with no pallet for basic

Most people weren't grateful so I'm no longer gracious

Here's your warning in advanced the display ostentatious

The leader of the new breed and renaissance

Systematically a hun in battle and you'll learn when attacks are launched

Divinity disguised by my bronze flesh, you're welcomed to test

The son of royalty descendant of Gilgamesh

This isn't chapter one it's a prologue

Actually no, masked with a flow

It's an ominous thick fog

The part before that indicates you're in for it now

Death, freedom, sacrifice, stay tuned to see where and how

Hook