Verse1 I've been counting like I want to treat all food the same For it revives me as an untamed, Sick somebody i serve and do it in the name of rappers who were ate and swallowed by hate Nine never taking a ten I'm taking firm grip On all the wack rappers who are reading a script They better be tipped They guns now better be clipped The buffet table in terror now is gonna be flipped Flip!!!! Flip my intentions from crusher to builder Turn into a wack rappers serial killer Filter The rap game in a snap of a finger Keep the balance kinda like a pillar Rap has never been the same Since Rap became the same shit That's why it's easy and hard to Quit on my dreams Which only means no more space left q queens I'm reviving all the holy beings and kings You my understudy study my feet u understand, You cant stand up you've encountered defeat cant stand u indeed Left your knees up in the air really uneasy, Below sea level u not on my level you just breeze I am real That's how every trapper feel, after every track until, I reveal a bit of my skill, my lyrics effortlessly kill the beat at their own so y'all better be ready fr danger like a fire drill Chorus This is no rap game it's a reclaiming I had to dethrone the king that's being reigning The sun light is out now theres no more rain in here, The fake niggas bout to take break Verse 2 I can totally go toe to toe, With real mc, yeah blow by blow With less or no emotion more implosion yeah flow for flow The problem with game is that its changed and u are trained in a way that's prearranged to think that old music has aged Like you dear question the process of God like you hot but u not This is antique music it never rots Long as taxidermist Ventriloquist Still exist They can even give Sheep skin to extinct goats Holy flows to the mortals, What I'm tryna say is, old gs are eternal folks Seeing that this flow is kinda slow then I ma be quick Caress it with deverting words like it's my own main chick, Take a half a blink enjoy the in sync interlink Of my mind paper and ink like an infant drinking milk While many aim perfection with intention of a fail I perfect the aim, protect myself from fail in the game Collect man of war put together an unsullied When? Perfection is better done unhurried I can go pound for pound With anyone No matter how many numbers of rounds Choose a sound, let me have some fun Bring your crew along your shoes, and all your guns, If it's a battle you want son, I have already won