Uh, this that nineties sh**
This that nas, that pac, whoever you f**ing wit at the time
It's like I'm living my whole life backwards
This here the sequel
Wondering if I'll fly just like a blackbird or an eagle
Medieval
One day at a time, trying to battle my inner evil-
Tryna slay my f**in dragons, or in other words the people
The blue beatles barking at me from my f**ing steeple
Betting against my steelo, find another that is equal
Lethal
The most patient mind I just thread the f**ing needle
My minds on rewind never a moment that is peaceful-
Have your girl down in a position that is fetal
People round my city chatter dumber than a tweedle
-You say I dropped this sh**, no this matter ain't a fecal
I just dropped it faster than a mothaf**in seagull-
On to the story I don't do this for the glory-
My mind is the hyperdrive that's causing global warming
This beat stay alive I see new people swarming-
Faster than I bust, ain't no need for (cum)forming
My day to day start best in the morning
Lacing up my kicks get my wrist on adorning
Start my day right, no Ls, who's scoring?
Take a flick, snap a pic, you can tell I'm sporting The legend k**er look, Look at me I'm Orton
Medals on my neck, the Reward absorbing
The storm of swording
When Martin gonna finish those books, the show is forging
A story of outsourcing
The plain of my brains is full of time warping
And rhyme scorching
Know I ain't got no time, no crimes important
You can bet on me as I climb this fortress
The best job in this city would be grime enforcement
Uh
My sh** on hyperdrive
Take you to another f**in galaxy
Real Quick
Uh-
On to another flow-
Better at this sh** than a b**h oughta know
This sh** pa**ing fast like I stopped at an autozone
Kept it one hundred, 95 with this auto-flow
Uh
Old school sh** in my basement, just kick back
What you're hearing now is a sick a** spit track
My mind is split, into two, and I'd admit that
One side into old school the other into sick rap
Daddy was a rapper, called him self a f**ing koconut
K was the letter, Krispy Kreme on a donut truck
Now he the only dude I can vouch for, even f**ing trust
Even then he and I are rarely even hugging much
Snakes in my yard, but sh**s, another loving touch
My minds on a hyperdrive this sh** is like a double Dutch
-Done-