Let the music talk
[Hook] x4
Hands up to the sky. Can you feel the vibe tonight
Inspired for life, exciting times Long, live, love your life
[Verse 1]
Sunday morn and they're desperate for more
Message me obsessively for
A new song to prolong or cause more gore
String along four words like a violin
Wiring of my mind has people writhin'
They're on the floor like I'm called Mike Tyson
Identical twin but I'm rhyming tight thin
High like a kite and I'm firing prick pins
Raps I am king, you are kicked with the shin
Equipped with a win, syllables within
A cheer for him, he stings and k**s with a pen
Bring drizzy and yeezy to has beens
Eat them easy munchies - canteen
Sweeter than honey, got the scene on a crutch see
Cut ‘em up like my notes, no no the money
Every single artery, every other carter g
Mastered the art then I doubled the time
Internal like rhymes but I'm not on the grime
Fast like that slime, never selling the dimes
Refine and obtain them through a good grind
Never on time, but I'm always on time
They're surprised at my shine, they think I'm divine
Barely on standby a supreme delight
Way past space I am far more than fly
Your verse is replaced, I escaped and erased
Went on an adventure couldn't settle down blazed
Revenge and a lecture for all the wenches
Jaws clench together like MD pow
Paint a picture like HD wow
31st century sentences
Thirst for emerge coerced by the charts
f**ed up my spark f**ed up my heart
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Travelling through, the sickest prose
Quickest of rappers I compose and depose
Santa with some presents, The presence is a blessing
As I move through the present let the event commence
Sterile dreadful rhymes are never really ever helpful
Flowing speed rapid indeed like the devil on a pretzel
Glowing flow along the whole thing like an angel
Wowed by the crowd sing along loud like a great white
Light inside the soul flowing sound to the crowd
Speed of light, brighter than the brightest sunlight out of site
I feel it's right the time is now look to the sky tonight
Hyper rhyme, I'm the scribe and I've got the vibe alright
England, sleep tight, next time try to get the voting right
Great britatin unite, ingnite and fight the mites hold on tight
Despite the slight we're in flight alright invite and then preside
They love the vibe even though I'm whiter than some rice
Establish, manage, dismantle a huge crowd
Imagine a powerful organic new sound
Tick tock told you my time is approaching
Rolex rolling you should know and be voting
Warned you of the possibilities with force
All my thoughts and fingers sore like a flautist
Your morits also the moment I record this
Mouth in every orifice, awed at the knowledge
Just an induction others crush to concussion
What's up with you trying to be Wolfgang
Born sinner back to paint a picture again
They scorn then they wither, or disappear to
The graves and their ear cheers
When they hear that James Vane he is still right here
Transfigure listeners don't interfere with us
Spread the news like chinese whispers
[Hook] (x4)
[x4]
Live your life never be denied
Love your friends never be unkind
Brush your enemies aside all times
Feel the rush and enjoy the rhyme
[Verse 3]
This verse will be remembered
Backstabbers eminate from every pew
Little b**hes bickering behind my skin
It begins with skinny little vixens bring back the sins of the kids
Pick them up with a pickup truck
Crush them all with a tun of mud
Fasting on love, fast on the love, star on the cusp of success
But little trust Cussing to mutterers told you thus
Friends support less, tar rests on the tongue carcinogens
Can't dissipate, it's too late
1 minute left to save my life
1 minute left to speed up the time
The time has begun it's my key announcement
I can feel the suspense for the near pronouncement
I will be the sound of our adolescence
I will stick around you can bet on my presence
Rebu*tal the labels save the articles
Subtle minimalist, don't tarnish the artist
Surpa** the carters I promise you this
Not modest, least you know that I'm flawless
Never forgotten like Christopher Wallace
Rocket in profit, skin isn't chocolate
They mock, but it's time to clean out my closet
Jay Rock, but I'll destroy all four
Coming through the corridor ignoring the law
So from here on in you all applaud
The moments so close I can hear the applause
Awards in my arms and glory galore
Records of records of records and more
Story in forbes, all off of the words
Soul is sold just to get the encore
Will I conquer it all or squander the soph*more
Poetic thoughts and somber words
Expressed in the song with the speed of a conchord
Auditory jaw, never pause for the thoughts
I'll drop the beat, deplete and delete
Bleeding from trees smoke to be pleased
Dream to be seen on the o2 arena
A million people and other releases
To be with the gods that we know like yeezus