black belt

I have black belt on my waist, I'm a master of the game Kicking rhymes so hard, they'll remember my name I'm the king of the ring, the champ of the mic With every verse I spit, I'm taking flight My flow is so sharp, it'll cut through the beat I'm bringing heat, leaving competitors in defeat I train day and night, perfecting my craft I'm on a whole other level, while others just laugh I'm a lyrical assassin, with skills so precise I'll leave you in awe, with each verse I devise I'm a warrior, a fighter, with fire in my eyes I'll conquer any obstacle, reaching for the skies I have black belt on my waist, I'm a force to be reckoned with I'll never back down, I'll always persist I'm on a mission, to prove I'm the best So step up to the challenge, put my skills to the test