Master Of Patience
Master of patience [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate. āø» [Verse 1 ā 16] They want brains like mine, but they missing the dirt, Never slept with the snakes, never bled in the hurt, Never swallowed betrayal with a shank in the shirt, Never lost every friend, just to rise from the murk. Iām a scholar with a switchblade, prophet with scars, Every cell I was caged in became fuel for the bars, They rehearse what they seen, I recite what I carved, Turn a wound to a weapon, turn a grave to a star. I evolved while they rusted, kept my hunger intact, Studied flaws in opponents, wrote they deaths on the map, They get fat off illusion, I get sharp off the lack, When they sleep, Iām awake ā when they slip, I attack. Every rivalās a meal, every haterās a check, Every love that I drained left a void in my chest, But the void made me colder, and the cold made me blessed, Now I walk as the storm ā they just drown in the rest. āø» [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate. āø» [Verse 2 ā 16] I donāt chase what they chase, I dismantle, I claim, They chase diamonds and chains, I put crowns in a flame, Every queen that I touch turns to ash in the frame, Loveās a feast for the moment, then I ghost with no name. I cause envy like famine, bring betrayal like drought, When they reach for my level, I just snatch it and rout, They could train for a lifetime, never figure me out, Iām the war in the silence, Iām the whisper, the shout. Iām the fire in the jungle that the lions respect, Iām the god of the hustle that they dying to test, Iām the grave in the mirror, Iām the knife in the chest, Every foeās just a puzzle that I solve with finesse. Five terms in the system, came out sharper than math, Turned my sentence to scripture, every cell was a draft, Every page was a prophecy, a future to craft, Now I reign with a vengeance, leave my foes in the past. āø» [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate. āø» [Verse 3 ā 16] I was carved from the hunger, born to sharpen the blade, Every rival I faced was another I slayed, Iām the silence in the storm, Iām the debt never paid, Iām the ghost of the jungle that the fearless obeyed. They got envy in they bones, I can smell it like blood, Every move that I make shakes the earth, spills the mud, Iām the truth they canāt stomach, Iām the flood they canāt flood, Iām the throne in the fire, Iām the crown in the crud. I donāt fight for acceptance, I donāt beg for a lane, I just crash through the walls, carve my name in the grain, Iām the master of patience, Iām the architectās pain, Every scheme they construct, I just burn for the gain. Close friends all gone, left me sharpened alone, Now the jungleās my temple, and the prey is my throne, Iām the lion eternal, Iām the flesh and the bone, When the war bell rings, I just claim what I own. āø» [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate.
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Master of patience [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate. āø» [Verse 1 ā 16] They want brains like mine, but they missing the dirt, Never slept with the snakes, never bled in the hurt, Never swallowed betrayal with a shank in the shirt, Never lost every friend, just to rise from the murk. Iām a scholar with a switchblade, prophet with scars, Every cell I was caged in became fuel for the bars, They rehearse what they seen, I recite what I carved, Turn a wound to a weapon, turn a grave to a star. I evolved while they rusted, kept my hunger intact, Studied flaws in opponents, wrote they deaths on the map, They get fat off illusion, I get sharp off the lack, When they sleep, Iām awake ā when they slip, I attack. Every rivalās a meal, every haterās a check, Every love that I drained left a void in my chest, But the void made me colder, and the cold made me blessed, Now I walk as the storm ā they just drown in the rest. āø» [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate. āø» [Verse 2 ā 16] I donāt chase what they chase, I dismantle, I claim, They chase diamonds and chains, I put crowns in a flame, Every queen that I touch turns to ash in the frame, Loveās a feast for the moment, then I ghost with no name. I cause envy like famine, bring betrayal like drought, When they reach for my level, I just snatch it and rout, They could train for a lifetime, never figure me out, Iām the war in the silence, Iām the whisper, the shout. Iām the fire in the jungle that the lions respect, Iām the god of the hustle that they dying to test, Iām the grave in the mirror, Iām the knife in the chest, Every foeās just a puzzle that I solve with finesse. Five terms in the system, came out sharper than math, Turned my sentence to scripture, every cell was a draft, Every page was a prophecy, a future to craft, Now I reign with a vengeance, leave my foes in the past. āø» [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate. āø» [Verse 3 ā 16] I was carved from the hunger, born to sharpen the blade, Every rival I faced was another I slayed, Iām the silence in the storm, Iām the debt never paid, Iām the ghost of the jungle that the fearless obeyed. They got envy in they bones, I can smell it like blood, Every move that I make shakes the earth, spills the mud, Iām the truth they canāt stomach, Iām the flood they canāt flood, Iām the throne in the fire, Iām the crown in the crud. I donāt fight for acceptance, I donāt beg for a lane, I just crash through the walls, carve my name in the grain, Iām the master of patience, Iām the architectās pain, Every scheme they construct, I just burn for the gain. Close friends all gone, left me sharpened alone, Now the jungleās my temple, and the prey is my throne, Iām the lion eternal, Iām the flesh and the bone, When the war bell rings, I just claim what I own. āø» [Hook šŖ] Iām the ghost in the system, the lion that lurks, Battle scars in my veins, every scar still works, Five bids deep, but I sharpen through pain, What they die to obtain, I just snatch from the game. Iām a step past the savage, a breath past the flame, Genius mind in the gutter, I donāt play with the same, When they fatten off greed, I just circle and wait, Then I strike with precision ā every move is checkmate.
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