Catalogue of Cadence

I'm a musical criminal You could never steal my flow I got hydro, big bags of dope I got fire, torch down the trees I got water, dripping off my body Stealing your soul if you move wrong I take flows and reinvent them My own catalogue of cadence Yeah, I think they know by now I ain't the best But I am the realest I got activist, pouring up with the sprite I got pussy, damn is it tight I got head, all night last night I don't care what you think is right I'mma shine bright I'mma shine so bright you might go blind I'mma bust down my wrists I'm running out of time Yeah, I got the rhythm and the rhyme I ain't no slime but we slime em If I can't beat him at least I can outrhyme him Wake up and I'm spinning again Shout out to Sam and Lateef Real niggas Shout out to Noel You got my soul Shout out to Tyler He a damn survivor Shout out to all the haven homies Even the ones that do ish Even though you do I wish you didn't My rage for the world is different I love myself and you hate it