#supergremlin #remix #slashvin Imma be a superstar I’ll be known near and far And Imma do it by myself With nobody else’s help Don’t you dare take one step towards me Or imma catch you slipping 2 hands to the neck carotid artery constricting You’ll be fidgeting and twitching Neck cartilage breaking and twisting When my fingernails are dug in and ripping I may have a choking addiction It’s my fault your oxygen supply missing Meet the grim reaper It’ll be death that your kissing And that sting of death is so unforgiving I still can’t believe-this keeps happening again and again This is like relapse number 10 But it’s easy cause there are so many that are deserving MAGA heads did you heard me You can’t be that dense surely If you are I’m really worried So take one step forward but not towards me Cause these hands I throw these My knuckles make things bloody So don’t call me pal or buddy Because I’m not your pal or your buddy I’m your nemesis Longstanding rival or archenemy The one that will leave ya mind blown Like John F Kennedy Back and to the left Is how it was explained to me So I’ll have you looking over your left shoulder If you anger me When I’m in the mood I slip in a groove And do what I do I am semper fidelis And You are the chosen few I’m always faithful When delivering truth Whether in casual conversation Or with bars in the booth I want a return on my investment A million to one until then I ain’t resting Still manifesting projecting success man This journey’s been such a blessing My spirits rising towards the heavens It’s like I’m burning essence I mean incense gotta calm down sometimes Sometimes I get so incensed That more people can’t recognize my black excellence I don’t wanna get in the way Of manifest destiny actually technically I don’t need to manifest This was destined to be If I’m not making moves I’m not making money My entrepreneurial spirit always has me hungry And that puts it bluntly You can always tell I’m up to something Like crunching this beat With my lyrics while it is thumping And be ruffling A few feathers while doing it better Than the mainstream artist With millions of dollars To buy ghostwriters And mines still goes harder I’ll put my bars up dollar for dollar Cause I’m both a poet and a scholar So we’ll see if anyone hollers So you know that’s what I feed on Other rappers and beats That’s what I eat on I’m Slash vin I’m the lyrical phenom Ena I can fill up periodicals Im meticulous and methodical And when I’m in album mode Every thought should be chronicled My mind becomes very logical Figuring out the impossible It’s not impossible It’s highly probable In my mind I become unstoppable Highly adaptable is how I should be described to foes My style of flow When the beat comes on It goes and goes and goes And defeat I do not know Cause I only knows one mode G-OAT In that conversation I-B ELONG Sometimes I sit and think How the system has failed us But the knowledge is there The onus is ON us And taken away our excuses It’s pretty obvious what the truth is On every single beat I get ruthless I give truth to the clueless With a deft confidence and smoothness Have you thinking how do he do this Is he Confucius cause what he says confuses Don’t assume because I’m easy-going and mild mannered that I cannot be provoked to anger For you that would spell danger I’ll be the prosecutor and you’ll the defendant With a public defender Whose become a product of the system he’s entered He’s lost his zeal for defending The odds are stacked against him He’s hardly winning But Who am I Kidding Who am I kidding I’m Contemplating should I retire Have I completely lost my desire To inform and educate with what’s required passion and comedy mixed with satire Dialogue the beat easy I won’t perspire It’s hard out here but I am the best tryer I’m gone keep chasing my dreams I can’t get tired With nothing to work towards You better off dying So when I’m dead and gone there should be no crying A life well lived etched on my urn notifying All those passers bying That this man body of work Is great and there is no denying The accolades should have came in flying But they didn’t and that is by design When you spitting the truth Then with secular things you are misaligned