Illmaculate - New Chain (Pat Stay / Shotty Horroh diss) lyrics

[INTRO] Uh-huh, New Chain… (New Chain!) Illmac… ain't too much to say, right? (true!) Going j**ellry shopping (whattup, Pat?) [VERSE 1] My surrounding's a war zone, the streets watchin' Police choppers, concrete cracks beneath my feet, walkin' Dream big, I'm asleep, but I seem conscious She feed me grapes while she drape like a Greek goddess Christlike, walk on water and seem flawless Turn water to wine, drink from a clean goblet King speech, slick talk from a sharp tounge Hot-headed, cold-blooded, my heart numb Calm nerves but I'll draw first Initials edged in bronze armor, it's renaissance artwork Arm, leg, leg, arm, head Yet the shadow of d**h has arms first, Metatron, God's word Too smart for the streets, hard for the nerds Guess I'm caught in between where the margins have merged Got me feeling like a motherf**ing Martian on Earth Wear my heart on my sleeve, accept my karma deserved All I got is my balls and my word – I don't break neither Never did nobody dirt in traits of a great leader Can't throw no dirt on my name, I throw no shade neither I'm on my job while they robbing Paul to pay Peter Ask anybody, I'll body anybody for a penny probly Capital punishment, caught so many bodies Forgive the folly of enemies switching on me Now the weather man sent me to rain upon your petty party Pick 'em apart, unless you'll be swimming with sharks Diss me and get your sh** split just as quick as you start Shatter gla** jaws, then I'll slit your wrist with the shards Shoot the light above your head while you sit in the dark Gla** broke, look at my vision, its tent's green Consider my pen's ink could clip in a inf-beam Pad full, ideas can't fit in a 16 Imagine Michelangelo when he finished the Sistine Chapel I swear I'm hungy and these dudes ain't About time for a new champ and a new chain They think they stuntin', I'm on they heels like some new J's Jedi minded, tell dark side that it's too late Y'all think Patty could play with me? Hell naw He was handed his legacy and branded creativily Canada's reigning King, battle's complacency Snatching the chain to bring it back on the plane with me Pulling all-nighters, Rottweiler dog fight Never lost prior, this a frost bite to a bonfire God's idol, the wrong cypher, I'm hogtired A Dodge Viper to a hot-wired Crossfire I'm all gas, you all thrash. I'm leaving with this paper I got you out-cla**ed; that's a hall pa** There's no one better, there's no contendering this nice guy A battle axe like a warrior; that's Swollen Members I'm on a bender, b**by trap your whip, expload the fender Get lit up as soon as you go to enter, like a motion center I'm in a league of my own, I'ma shoot him You've been the champ for too long Without showing improvement Toronto's your house of bricks, I'll blow your home into ruins The street fighter, throwing hadoukens Like I'm bowling for humans Come across here? Like the scope when it's zoomin' You take shots, your soul […] like it's holy communion I told 'em… I keep it basic for these small minds Before I hang it up, before I hang it up… Yeah, I keep it basic for these small minds Before I hang it up, Greatest of All Time [VERSE 2]