gods story

Yo, Bray and Aiden, thinkin' they the kings, But I’m here to expose all the petty little things. You step to the mic, but you lack the flow, While I’m spittin’ fire, you just steal the show. Bray, you claim you’re hard, but you soft as a pillow, I’m the real deal, you just a cheap little fellow. Aiden, you act tough, but it’s all just a front, I’m the heavyweight champ, you just a little runt. You think you’re the best? Man, you’re barely a threat, In this lyrical game, I’m the one you’ll regret. I’ll dismantle your dreams, leave you lost in the mist, Put my name on the list of the ones you can't diss. So step back, kids, while I take the crown, You’re just background noise, I’m the talk of the town. With every word I spit, I’m settin' the pace, While you two are just shadows, lost in my space