Released on July 27, 2018

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Verse 1: Uptown Suite

Yo, enter the jagger from that cordial like I'm Bruce Lee (Lee)

But there's only one it's that immaculate your bruise sweet (sweet)

Forging my iron will from crimson spawned loose dreams (dreams)

Crafted and molded into weaponry like blue steel (steel)

The blacksmith

Go to war with current universal

Infinity jam that war better in pen

Grill so dog loose off that muzzle raised in that den

But a lion's lay here

Cannibal opt knuckle up for your spot (spot)

Kill a phony hot box

While you're catching them knots (knots)

A block builder bay born

The valley galvanized by them killers (killers)

Specific blue principe Polynesian lost children (kids)

Master of the verbal gymnastics learning that village (illage)

Linguistics of the illest pre-fitted to hit your building (ill)

Nurtured by the Underground Railroad's flow and tenements

Following the stars and the hymns of forgotten relatives

Picking and choosing alphabetize a tantalizing (yeah)

Algorithms assaulted by anyone analyzing it

The wizardry of SoulChef create in a momma's kitchen (cook)

A super sample soufflé of modern delicatessen (tessen)

Decorated with melodies national words and weapons

That soul sweet ripping your streak and manifesting

Our blessings in real time, drop the beat bring the rhyme (rhyme)

Iron sharpens motherfucking iron

Hook: DJ Rod Roc

Let's start it like this son (uh)

Fuck your theories

It's almost funky

I'm so real to them it's scary

And with my unique skills nag they can't compare me

(x2)

Verse 2: Uptown Suite

No we don't play exhibitions for kids (kids)

Yeah to stick up give yo shit up cause we come for that wind

Better keep yo chin tucked scientists of the highest (level)

The greasing measures murdering opposition by guilty pleasure (sure)

Falsely misleading you knots with the Conor McGregor (gor)

A real pugilist uptown's with Moe and Mayweather (ther)

Alternating and rearranging with changing seasons (woo)

Audience feeling that paper until my pen is bleeding (woo)

Until the Garden of Eden where Eve deceiving (got it)

Falling behind the temple lazy you'll get demolished (ished)

Admonish those who move to abolish mic demonic

Channeling spirits whenever your uso hop up on it

Not even the best could test

When the rest stood next

Episode s which dress blemish the menace from me

Oh dog the mercenary

(Oceans of limit) Hurricane Irma my crew is rising

Praying the chapel over scratches when my words colliding

Hook: DJ Rod Roc

Let's start it like this son (uh)

Fuck your theories

It's almost funky

I'm so real to them it's scary

And with my unique skills nag they can't compare me

(x2)