The devils hour up levels my mental power
Got my head in instrumentals I'm heading straight for the tower
Money power respect
I crawl outta the depths
An all rounder pound for pounder bound to be one of the best
And to the ones who have left I'm still mourning';
I feel for em enough sk** to grill foreman
Ill k** all them motherf**ers who hate
I will be one the greats but at the moment
I'm just roaming this c*nt of place
My mind wanders away
And i ponder my fate
I rock the face of this earth like a comet in space
I made some common mistakes but i just lock em away
Digging up old memories like i am robbin a grave
The rhymes i jot on a page have got me lost in a haze
I smoke weed till my throat bleeds and starts rotting my brain
Ahh mary crystal and lucy
Its rare that i share the affairs that pursue me
I'm bringing a feisty style when i rip these new beats
I named your click the fort knights coz your squads 2 week
My jobs to eat these emcees for dinner and be delivering
Vivid images every time i grip a pen
Im sicker then 90% of the rappers who spit bars
I hit hard known for ripping the competition in half
Kids start thinking they sh** and they in charge
Sorry to burst your bubble but ya nothin but a skid mark
Get the f** outta my way
And b**hes bringing drama get the f** outta my face
Coz i don't give a f** and i don't wanna hear it
b**h i got my own problems that I'm still tryna deal aid
Give a f** how you feeling when I'm spitting on the mic
My lyrics hit like the tip of a knife
So i hope ya feel what i write
When its getting deeper it either leaves ya dead or alive
Left to decide if you keen to proceed with procedures of life