[Verse 1: Kinetik]
Beside the money I came for the props and all the glory
I write my life between the lines and others scrawl it poorly
Notice the focus and I'm still braggadocious
Cause only my reflection in the mirror comes the closest
And you a**umed I was just a nerd with gla**es
But I've observed the masters and I was the first to cla**es
Thoroughly studied the curriculum and turned the smartest
I got fresher every semester so I earned the pa**es
I'm just a menace with the verses
With all intent and purposes my pen is murderous
And for the last time, you really can't rhyme
I was born in the month of dope and a microphone is my star sign
As letters bend and twist I mould them into master pieces
Connecting sentences and every bar can start a thesis
So check the records from the underground to chart releases
There's no one nicer with the wordplay apart from Jesus
I'll bruise your ego and I'll scar your features
From shooting spurts of acid you were the first to catch it
You tried to play tough and now you're laid up and getting merged with plastic
I watch you slowly going nowhere like a hearse in traffic
You know the product is pure
Call it rough, rugged and and raw so bring a helmet and some knee pads
I'm eagle eyed from this legal high
I'm still a microphone fiend cause I never made it to rehab
[Hook: Kinetik]
I leave the people in awe
This is what they're begging for and plus whole lot more
But nothing less but nothing less
But nothing less trust me I'm as live as it gets
Forget what you heard and what you thought you saw
I just bring it to you and yours plus a whole lot more
But nothing less, but nothing less
But nothing less trust me I'm as live as it gets
[Verse 2: Kinetik]
Besides the money I came for the props and all the glory
The witticism is a given and your drawl is corny
But you mistook the charm and you look alarmed
Cause you saw pages of the pad and thought it was the Book of Psalms
But now you're laughing alone
You really should've called a truce but now your chances are blown
Still I keep the bars up as if I'm charging a phone
It's like I'm home tutoring I'm in a cla** of my own
All the way from parts unknown and rapping is my super power
And you're a poor man's Bruce Wayne with a few chains
I'm acting brazen masquerading as a human being
My DNA should be displayed in a museum
From pen strokes to penetration to orgasm
My raw pa**ion is giving birth to sordid actions
My sword is slashing as it cuts the paper
And there's no Father to my style cause I'm the ba*tard child of Mother Nature
Control the elements determining the Earth's fate
Natural disasters from typhoons to earthquakes
Parting the seas and sky and I'm the reason why
The rewind bu*ton was invented in the first place
I blaze a trail and once its sparked the ground just comes apart
And then I'll cut you down to size because my tongue is sharp
Cause from the start you never paid your dues or paid the homage
And you're just one of many owing like the youngest Hart