[Verse 1: Lord Legato]
To be or not to be, that is the question
Hard to stay focused when curses out-way blessings
Its in impossible to do your best
When it's harder to get a job than to diss a Smith and Wesson
Now witness the survival of the fittest
The apex predator leaving MC's diminished
With these metaphors and devour my competitors
Headed for immortality and my talent be
The means to my elevation
Pump up the volume, you're tuned into my station
Uh, inspires to inspire generations
Dedication, patience, and flows like precipitation
And from the concrete a flower grows
I know in my heart and soul
That these lyrical schemes I conceive
Can help me achieve these gargantuan dreams