Yo, step into the shadows, where the real ones dwell,
Yo, step into the shadows, where the real ones dwell, I’m spittin’ truth like a bullet, can’t you hear the bell? You claim you got the throne, but you sittin’ on a chair, Fake kings in this game, man, you ain't even there. Talkin’ big, but your words just a whisper in the dark, Tryna play the part, but you missin’ all the marks, I’m the ghost in your rearview, hauntin’ every move, While you’re busy flexin’ chains, I’m just tryna improve. You think you run the block, but you lost in the maze, I’m the fire in the booth, ignite your last days, Every line’s a dagger, cuttin' deep through the lies, Got your crew lookin’ shook, see the fear in their eyes. You’re a puppet on a string, I’m the one pullin’ threads, While you chase that clout, I’m stackin’ knowledge instead, So step back, little man, and recognize the game, I’m the voice of the streets, while you’re stuck in the fame.
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Yo, step into the shadows, where the real ones dwell, I’m spittin’ truth like a bullet, can’t you hear the bell? You claim you got the throne, but you sittin’ on a chair, Fake kings in this game, man, you ain't even there. Talkin’ big, but your words just a whisper in the dark, Tryna play the part, but you missin’ all the marks, I’m the ghost in your rearview, hauntin’ every move, While you’re busy flexin’ chains, I’m just tryna improve. You think you run the block, but you lost in the maze, I’m the fire in the booth, ignite your last days, Every line’s a dagger, cuttin' deep through the lies, Got your crew lookin’ shook, see the fear in their eyes. You’re a puppet on a string, I’m the one pullin’ threads, While you chase that clout, I’m stackin’ knowledge instead, So step back, little man, and recognize the game, I’m the voice of the streets, while you’re stuck in the fame.
Respect 🤜🤛