Instrumental: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8H8C6DvaNo
[Verse One]
Known as the rap emulator, emulating to god
Stimulating the minds, disintegrating mankind
With the innovational rhymes, the innovational rhymes
Man I'm killing Satan with lies
I reached 100 followers so now I gotta follow up
With a sign to the modest
All the thoughts of the arguers
Constantly dropping jokes while I'm constantly dropping quotes
Telling me my lyrics will make it but my flow probably won't
How you gon' hate on something you never heard before?
[N]'s talking the most beef are usually herbivores
Words ponder, you married to life but no you're divorced
Cause you're annoying,
I'm trying to get my mom out of unemployment
But you steady on here filling me up with posion
It's out of control, like broken joysticks
I'm morphing, a Caterpillar going through metamorphosis
I do it for the kids like a orphanage
And to the fans who believed before I wrote this,
Thank you, I'm grateful
You guys are shining angels with vibrate halos
Thanks for remaining faithful
And to the [N]'s that's in cradles
Sleeping on me like I won't get chased by labels
The [N]'s that's not convinced
I hope you fall of your bed and knock your head
On a rock, better get a clock instead
So you can wake-up and know what time it is
[Verse Two]
Y'all seem a bit surprised that I could spit
You saw my lyrics but you didn't know when the mic is lit, I'm legit
Now I got your attention with a lions grip
I cover nations like I'm verizon wireless
I leave you pissed like fire hydrants
You are hating,
But seconds later you're reciting this?
The internet is gonna be shocked at the sight of this
And if you got that lie, then apply cause your mind has depth
How does he sound, does he have his own style?
I see them rhymes, they be making me smile
I see them in my peripheral,
Cast and hate like rapping like greats, ain't difficult
They ridicule but every word is scriptural, bibicle, and equivacle
To the term critical, you get burned at the sermon
Unless you're intliticule, the figments in my brains become physical
Metaphors become literal
The original, I'm here to take back Israel
This is not a mixture of lyrics, it's a motion picture of visual
And visions of Menistures who's administering minerals
Savings many souls but many have been sold
The pit is ful,
Not the dogs but the pits they fell into
It's pitiful I bet yall were expecting something stereotypical
Man I'm steering my whip into the closet or the nearest pools
Cause life is too difficult |