heavy hittas
Yeah… heavy hittas in the building Storm clouds form when I breathe, better take shelter Levy lifted, skies split, watch the shift Heavy hittas levy lifted, floodin’ when I’m gifted not, Norm born behind the genius, twistin’ thoughts you never caught, Animal with rabies in the lab I’m cookin’ fever hot, Chef with the lyrics, Michelin mind, I serve it on the spot. Loco in my cortex, vortex spin, apocalypse, Bar-for-bar collision course, wreckin’ every optimist, Mind wired jagged like a live wire’s hiss, Hunger in my cadence—ain’t no silence when I spit. Storm shifted, norm drifted, can’t box this, Cat-5 energy, derecho when I drop hits, Flurry after flurry, my fury got the clock lit, Animal instinct, cookin’ fire, yeah, the pot thick. Never gifted, I was grind-forged, soul on the whetstone, Dreams carved in granite, every verse is a headstone, For the weak lines buried where the dead roam, I resurrect a cipher, then I crown it on the throne. Highman, sky-plan, puffin’ on the migraine, Lightning vein spark when the night brings the mind rain, Cipher turn cyclone, mind zone insane, Bars break levees like a hurricane’s chain. Storm shifted, norm drifted, can’t box this, Cat-5 energy, derecho when I drop hits, Flurry after flurry, my fury got the clock lit, Animal instinct, cookin’ fire, yeah, the pot thick. I’m the lyrical disaster, NASA couldn’t chart me, Every bar a meteor, slammin’ like an army, Orbit in distortion, gravity can’t harm me, Galactic when I land, the crowd risin’ like tsunamis. Born loco, coded in my DNA structure, Chaos conductor, the hood’s voice, thunder, Mindset jagged, the pen bleeds hunger, Storm-chaser rhythm with a kill-switch under. Flurry when I swing, no mercy when I rhyme, Every second tickin’ like I’m racin’ against time, Flood in my chest, quake in my spine, You can’t cage a genius when the stars all align. Storm shifted, norm drifted, can’t box this, Cat-5 energy, derecho when I drop hits, Flurry after flurry, my fury got the clock lit, Animal instinct, cookin’ fire, yeah, the pot thick. Storm shifted, levy lifted, skies cry witness, Every line a weapon, every hook relentless, Five minutes straight, still poundin’ on the fences, Heavy hittas rise—raw genius, no apprentice.
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Yeah… heavy hittas in the building Storm clouds form when I breathe, better take shelter Levy lifted, skies split, watch the shift Heavy hittas levy lifted, floodin’ when I’m gifted not, Norm born behind the genius, twistin’ thoughts you never caught, Animal with rabies in the lab I’m cookin’ fever hot, Chef with the lyrics, Michelin mind, I serve it on the spot. Loco in my cortex, vortex spin, apocalypse, Bar-for-bar collision course, wreckin’ every optimist, Mind wired jagged like a live wire’s hiss, Hunger in my cadence—ain’t no silence when I spit. Storm shifted, norm drifted, can’t box this, Cat-5 energy, derecho when I drop hits, Flurry after flurry, my fury got the clock lit, Animal instinct, cookin’ fire, yeah, the pot thick. Never gifted, I was grind-forged, soul on the whetstone, Dreams carved in granite, every verse is a headstone, For the weak lines buried where the dead roam, I resurrect a cipher, then I crown it on the throne. Highman, sky-plan, puffin’ on the migraine, Lightning vein spark when the night brings the mind rain, Cipher turn cyclone, mind zone insane, Bars break levees like a hurricane’s chain. Storm shifted, norm drifted, can’t box this, Cat-5 energy, derecho when I drop hits, Flurry after flurry, my fury got the clock lit, Animal instinct, cookin’ fire, yeah, the pot thick. I’m the lyrical disaster, NASA couldn’t chart me, Every bar a meteor, slammin’ like an army, Orbit in distortion, gravity can’t harm me, Galactic when I land, the crowd risin’ like tsunamis. Born loco, coded in my DNA structure, Chaos conductor, the hood’s voice, thunder, Mindset jagged, the pen bleeds hunger, Storm-chaser rhythm with a kill-switch under. Flurry when I swing, no mercy when I rhyme, Every second tickin’ like I’m racin’ against time, Flood in my chest, quake in my spine, You can’t cage a genius when the stars all align. Storm shifted, norm drifted, can’t box this, Cat-5 energy, derecho when I drop hits, Flurry after flurry, my fury got the clock lit, Animal instinct, cookin’ fire, yeah, the pot thick. Storm shifted, levy lifted, skies cry witness, Every line a weapon, every hook relentless, Five minutes straight, still poundin’ on the fences, Heavy hittas rise—raw genius, no apprentice.
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