Elevating I'm Flawless
Checkmate whenever I move
Celebrating victorious
Highly unlikely I'll lose
Generating new material
They're fabricating my groove
Spectating from pinnacle
I watch from a birds eyes view
Kill man with an instrument
I Instigate violence
Man who claim omnipotence
Powerless
Frivolous niggas
Cattle of cowardice
Wickedest figure
Strapped with armaments
Filled with subversive vigours
Coercive Diligence
Narcissist artist
Man are just Sick of it
I don't blame em
In my own department of cadence
Bun him off on CCTV
And still won't catch me on surveillance
Dem man are Close minded
Tunnel vision needs widening
The boy dem crazy chatting about tools they'll use
Loose screw need tightening
Head to my feet, blacked out, dress code
Dead him on a beat with a sentence, death row
Time to get payback, debts owed
Draw for the Mac, Esco
Shipment full of bars, deck loads
Man switch mode for the reload
But throw up bare tracks that you've rapped to
It don't make you sick tho
Fuck charting, I top all you mainstream artists
Kill him in his house, bury him in his garden
Am I battling mcs or kids cuz this yute needs calming
Still I'm about and I'm out here harming
Sheep niggas, who's farming
Sleeping on man, who do they think they are when
My flows off the tap It's shows I'm a barman
Standard, run a man down where he's standing
Vanquished, understand I'm planning madness
Money talks put ps where your mouth is
Then your speaking my language
Duppy those easy if man wish
To come close to me then I'll dash him
Click clack collat him
Back to back bagging
I write raps and pattern
Tracks you can't manage
Mcs under me are still talking shit
You woulda thoughts times like this
They could mask it
B.S I never take part in
If you don't respect what I'm asking
I beg your pardon
Retract your action
Otherwise your a walking target
Rag man by his garments
No point debating
Hence why dead or alive
I'm the greatest
Ahead of my time man
Your so outdated
Eradicating pagans that I hate
I'm out this world astronaut levels
You ain't better than me cuz you said so
You were bound to lose from the get go
This just in you've never been ghetto
Penning down bars I step in the booth with confidence
I remain heir to the throne until I run out of oxygen
I might say one liners a twice to refine substance
I'm in a zone called comfort... Comfy
Bun man til he's sun Sunburnt
