West Coast G

(Verse 1) I'm the one they fear, call me the pioneer Stepping on the scene, I'm the rap engineer Young smoke's the name, my rhymes are insane 6:30 pm, I'ma set the stage aflame I spit fire, my lyrics never tire I'm the king of the game, call me sire I'm ruthless, I'm a legend, I'm the illest Every line I drop, you can feel it in your spirit I'm a West Coast pioneer, no one comes near I bring the heat, make 'em all disappear My flow is deadly, my words are like a weapon I'm the OG, the rap game's resurrection (Verse 2) I'm the realest, the illest, the one with the skill I spit flames, my rhymes are so surreal I'm the definition of a rap god, no facade I'm the reason why the game is so hard I'm a lyrical genius, my words are so clean I'm the baddest in the game, the rap machine I'm the voice of the streets, the voice of the people I'm the one they turn to when they're feeling feeble I'm the truth, the real deal, no fake I'm the reason why the game's on earthquake I'm the king of the mic, the ruler of the stage Young Smoke's the name, forever making history on this rap page