I step on the scene blacked up on my feet Glock in my pocket I’m ready to compete 120 BPM Moving to the beat I’m spitting fire leaving heaters in defeat I’m the king of the game they all know my name Flow so smooth like a never ending game I hustle hard grinding every single day No time for games I’m here to make my own way I’m a lyrical genius my word hits like a missile Rapidfire delivery my rhymes never fizzle I’m on top of the game ain’t no one gonna triple A black top that’s Glock am unstoppable Am the microphone controller the rap game ruler Every bar I drop is a lyrical manoeuvre I’m on the rise reaching height you can’t measure#2 I’m a rap game is treasure A black top that’s Gluck when I walk my walk And them talk them talk I don’t give a fuck Cuz my heart’s damn lock Nd it’s just good luck Bro you really suck#2 Am the voice of the Street representing struggle Everyone that I speak it’s a poetic puzzle I’m no longer a kid I can’t stand for couples A black top that’s Gluck I’ve already struggled#2