lyrical lethal
Yeah. Look. They didn’t want me when I was sleeping on the concrete. Now they want a piece of the throne. But there’s only one seat. 193 on the metronome, watch the fingers fly. Let’s go. (VERSE 1) I started subterranean, wrestling a devil in an alleyway, digging for a dollar bill Relegated to the pavement, sleeping in the basement, starving but I had a hunger nothing else could ever fill Cold nights, no lights, shivering and clutching on a notebook, praying for a turning page Living on the perimeter, staring at the sinister, spitting every syllable to weaponize the inner rage Nobody would look at me, they treated me like leprosy, a casualty of poverty, a product of the dirt Now I’m manipulating melodies and executing heresies, eliminating anybody causing me some hurt I went from begging for a blanket on a bench to building up a fortress out of nothing but a vision and a pen I had to manifest the benefits and out-extort the hypocrites, I died and then I resurrected, coming back again Look at the speed of the cadence, I’m breaking the meters, I’m burning the track till it’s turning to ash I was a ghost in the city, but now I’m a tyrant, I’m taking the power and grabbing the cash They doubted the capability, now they’re witnessing agility, a lyrical nobility that nobody can touch I came from the bottom, the absolute zero, the negative zone where you never had much Now I’m the monster they dreading, the path that I’m treading is covered in fire, I’m clearing the room Annihilating the competition, I’m a nuclear fission, delivering nothing but doom Switching the syllable, making it lyrical, miracle visual, spiritual physical flow Look at the digital, critical pinnacle, I am the original, ready to blow I was an anomaly, breaking monopoly, taking the property, cutting the throat of the game Now they’re panicking, looking like mannequins, whenever I’m standing and shouting the name I recollect when I was broke and I was hopeless, smoking roaches, dodging roaches in the projects, it was toxic Now I’m clocking toxic profits, heavy pockets, launching rockets, nobody can stop it, microscopic haters hate it but I drop it I’m a rap god in the making, everything I’m taking, shaking up the matrix, breaking all the faces of the fakes I put in the dedication, generated amplification, educated by the deprivation, look at what it takes! I’m running a marathon at the speed of a meteor, leaving a crater whenever I spit I remember the hunger, the lightning and thunder, the blunders that pulled me down into the pit But I rose from the ashes, the cuts and the slashes, the flashes of cameras are blinding the crowd I’m aggressive, possessive, excessively lethal, I’m screaming my triumph and shouting it proud! You can’t parallel the stamina, I’m damaging the camera, a stamina examiner, I’m tearing up the state I went from a cardboard box to a palace with locks, and I’m locking the gagat Yeah, you give me hell, you give me friction, you’re my beautiful addiction, always throwing up a wall When I was sleeping on the asphalt, you were lecturing my faults, but you were there to catch the fall Every other woman wants the penthouse, wants the wealth, wants the fame that I built with my sweat But they didn’t see the tears, they didn’t see the fears, they didn’t see the years of the debt You’re the only one who knows the kid behind the lyrics, knows the spirit that was broken in the cold So you can yell, you can scream, you can challenge the dream, but your hand is the only I’ll hold I don’t want the groupies in the lobby, they a hobby, they a copy of a copy, they are shallow and they’re plastic I want the friction that we got, because it keeps me on the spot, and the result is fucking drastic We fight like titans in the coliseum, but when I look at the empire I’m building from the dust There is nobody else I trust to inherit the merit, to share it, to bear it, it’s us! I’m cementing my status, a lyrical apparatus, the baddest to ever inhabit the mic And you’re the one by my side through the dark and the ride, no matter how hard you may strike! (OUTRO) (Beat starts to stutter, heavy breathing, ultra-fast whispering flow) From the bottom to the stratosphere. Homeless to a dynasty. You give me a hard time... but you're the only one that earned it. Nobody else gets a piece of this empire. Only you. 193 BPM. Legacy sealed.
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Yeah. Look. They didn’t want me when I was sleeping on the concrete. Now they want a piece of the throne. But there’s only one seat. 193 on the metronome, watch the fingers fly. Let’s go. (VERSE 1) I started subterranean, wrestling a devil in an alleyway, digging for a dollar bill Relegated to the pavement, sleeping in the basement, starving but I had a hunger nothing else could ever fill Cold nights, no lights, shivering and clutching on a notebook, praying for a turning page Living on the perimeter, staring at the sinister, spitting every syllable to weaponize the inner rage Nobody would look at me, they treated me like leprosy, a casualty of poverty, a product of the dirt Now I’m manipulating melodies and executing heresies, eliminating anybody causing me some hurt I went from begging for a blanket on a bench to building up a fortress out of nothing but a vision and a pen I had to manifest the benefits and out-extort the hypocrites, I died and then I resurrected, coming back again Look at the speed of the cadence, I’m breaking the meters, I’m burning the track till it’s turning to ash I was a ghost in the city, but now I’m a tyrant, I’m taking the power and grabbing the cash They doubted the capability, now they’re witnessing agility, a lyrical nobility that nobody can touch I came from the bottom, the absolute zero, the negative zone where you never had much Now I’m the monster they dreading, the path that I’m treading is covered in fire, I’m clearing the room Annihilating the competition, I’m a nuclear fission, delivering nothing but doom Switching the syllable, making it lyrical, miracle visual, spiritual physical flow Look at the digital, critical pinnacle, I am the original, ready to blow I was an anomaly, breaking monopoly, taking the property, cutting the throat of the game Now they’re panicking, looking like mannequins, whenever I’m standing and shouting the name I recollect when I was broke and I was hopeless, smoking roaches, dodging roaches in the projects, it was toxic Now I’m clocking toxic profits, heavy pockets, launching rockets, nobody can stop it, microscopic haters hate it but I drop it I’m a rap god in the making, everything I’m taking, shaking up the matrix, breaking all the faces of the fakes I put in the dedication, generated amplification, educated by the deprivation, look at what it takes! I’m running a marathon at the speed of a meteor, leaving a crater whenever I spit I remember the hunger, the lightning and thunder, the blunders that pulled me down into the pit But I rose from the ashes, the cuts and the slashes, the flashes of cameras are blinding the crowd I’m aggressive, possessive, excessively lethal, I’m screaming my triumph and shouting it proud! You can’t parallel the stamina, I’m damaging the camera, a stamina examiner, I’m tearing up the state I went from a cardboard box to a palace with locks, and I’m locking the gagat Yeah, you give me hell, you give me friction, you’re my beautiful addiction, always throwing up a wall When I was sleeping on the asphalt, you were lecturing my faults, but you were there to catch the fall Every other woman wants the penthouse, wants the wealth, wants the fame that I built with my sweat But they didn’t see the tears, they didn’t see the fears, they didn’t see the years of the debt You’re the only one who knows the kid behind the lyrics, knows the spirit that was broken in the cold So you can yell, you can scream, you can challenge the dream, but your hand is the only I’ll hold I don’t want the groupies in the lobby, they a hobby, they a copy of a copy, they are shallow and they’re plastic I want the friction that we got, because it keeps me on the spot, and the result is fucking drastic We fight like titans in the coliseum, but when I look at the empire I’m building from the dust There is nobody else I trust to inherit the merit, to share it, to bear it, it’s us! I’m cementing my status, a lyrical apparatus, the baddest to ever inhabit the mic And you’re the one by my side through the dark and the ride, no matter how hard you may strike! (OUTRO) (Beat starts to stutter, heavy breathing, ultra-fast whispering flow) From the bottom to the stratosphere. Homeless to a dynasty. You give me a hard time... but you're the only one that earned it. Nobody else gets a piece of this empire. Only you. 193 BPM. Legacy sealed.
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