why (Verse 1) Yo, I grab the pen and unleash the beast, My rhymes so sick, they'll make you deceased. I spit fire, no cap, I'm the rap king, Stepping in the ring, watch me bling bling. Yeah, I'm the wordsmith, the lyrical renegade, haters talking trash, they just afraid. I stay strapped with bars, ready to attack, Mixing metaphors like I'm cooking crack. Ayy, pen to paper, it's like a holy connection, My flow so cold, it'll cause a brain infection. Mumbling mumble rappers, sit down, take a seat, I'm the rap game messiah, bow down to defeat. (Chorus) I write a rap, break the trap, ain't no cap, My words cut deep, leave a scar, leave a gap. I'm the pen game messiah, spitting fire, haters talking , they can't get higher. (Verse 2) My pen drips ink, like blood on the page, I'm a savage wordsmith, unleash my rage. I'm the truth-seeker, the rhyme slayer, doubters, I'll see you later. I paint pictures with words, create a masterpiece, haters trying to bring me down, they'll decrease. I'm a lyrical assassin, watch me slay, In the rap game jungle, I'm here to stay. Ayy, my flow so potent, like a deadly potion, with me, you'll face the repercussion. I rhyme tight, no time for the weak, I'm the pen game messiah, hear me speak. (Chorus) I write a rap, break the trap, ain't no cap, My words cut deep, leave a scar, leave a gap. I'm the pen game messiah, spitting fire, haters talking , they can't get higher. (Uh, ad-lib)