concrete (culture on the mic)

im coming at you kama frank castle mi ndo punisher natengeneza masterpiece Kwa mic mi ni artisan harder than diamonds vile nagrind rpg how im blowing your mind heavily armed like im optimus prime i set fire to the mic watch how i bring the heat i cause a wreckage when i spit stage imejaa debris theyve never seen nothing like this fully prepared i came to play i came to win this is heavy artillery you better retreat like mohammed ali how i make these rappers bleed your girl like to play my songs on repeat still with it still bringing the heat 26 and still up in this bitch king on the mic yeah i been it they know my name but they dont know who i is im repping culture till the day i d.i.e scar on my lip dont ask why i never tell and i never will, that information is strictly for me this is real like setting goals that we'll probably never achieve, but we keep at it, even though they seem so surreal we in the jungle with the vultures and hyenas and we all gotta eat so every morning we just get up, grind, repeat, its blood sweat and tears up in this streets, in the heat and we still go hard concrete,