, Spitting rhymes so sick, cutting through like a knife, In this game, I hustle hard, I strive for the top, 130 BPM, I never let my flow drop. Every word I spit, a lyrical masterpiece, Slaying these beats, leaving haters deceased, Life ain't easy, but I'm grinding every day, Determined to succeed, no matter what they say. I'm a lyrical outlaw, breaking all the rules, Leaving competition shook, feeling like fools, If rapping was a crime, I'd be guilty as charged, But I'mma keep going hard, my dreams are not barred. Verse 2: I'm spitting fire, my words ignite the stage, 130 BPM, I'm setting the rap page, In this game, I'm a convict, locked inside the booth, Breaking free from boundaries, showing my truth. Life is hard, but I'mma rise above the pain, Using my voice, my lyrics, to break the chain, If rapping was a crime, I'd be doing life bids, But I'mma keep pushing, leaving my legacy amid. I'm a rap renegade, breaking through the walls, No matter the obstacles, I'll conquer them all, If rapping was a crime, I'd be locked up for sure, But my passion for this art, forever endure.