VERSE
I'm going through walls, I'm knocking down obstacles
Tryna stay on course, profit off my capitals
Tryna eat man, these wack rappers are edibles
So i just eat 'em like raw kale, vegetables
Baba yaga, the boogeyman that's word to David
When i'm on a cypher, ain't nobody safe including babies
Test my patience, i'm coming to your location
You godforsaken, so its a lose lose situation
Wash the blood off the basin, its untraceable
Fam? imma tase 'em, really there's nothing you can do
Murder intent, i'm skilled with the pen
Eliminate! Mikami Teru did it again
Guess I'm a monster accustomed to violence
A product of my own society’s madness
Dysfunction of the whole society’s balance
Corruption in the system but i blossomed
Struck a balance with my alter ego, yeah its fun son
To switch between the conscious mouth and the warlord
Protect me at all cost or its your loss
The five boroughs calling, ain't gotta ignore calls
Yo! Its like a movie when i spit words, all i get is big ups
That shit funny like an hiccup
Abide by the last element of Hip Hop
I gotta get paid but i ain't gotta do drugs
Never seen a trap house, not a trap nigga
Just a rap nigga that raps nigga, Made a name off these bars nigga
Show respect to my craft nigga
Almost a decade in this game, they wonder is he getting bigger?
Seeking validation and cosigns, never been my thing
Ass kissing and fake love, its gonna get you killed
I stand for the truth, I stay on my lane
The sole reason i ain't gat much friends in this game
The rap Tommy Devito, you can't fuck with me
Goodfella like Jimmy Conway, can't walk with me
This a lyrical exercise, I'm burning calories
Tryna step to the supernat? I see casualties
Notorious black, white women top of my spec
Just stating my facts, ain't taking shots you know that
Its titties over ass i rep
The other way round sometimes i guess
Can't seem to make up my mind, i stress
Its crazy we gotta choose sides like this
Some love ThaPreacha, while some just hate my shit
Its just the way it is, life's a matter of choice
A level playing field, that's what I'm asking for
Its how we won't get lost, Speaking for the talented cats that don't get heard
Steady putting in work but they see no results
When gunpowder meets fire, they just wanna blow up (They just wanna blow up)
The dream is not to only to go platinum
I ain't tryna sell my soul, i know the outcome
Never sacrificing my conscience for this stardom
I just wanna leave a legacy like Malcolm
The fans sleeping like they overdosed on valium
And they want us to shine like hydrogen to helium
Without participating, this revolution fake to them
I'm just glad to see the kulture rising, awakening