Pharaoh Takari - Criticism lyrics

[Verse 1] Starving like an African, so extravagant as I'm traffickin' The damagin' truth, I swoop and cause panickin' Sky walker like Anakin, back again as I'm battlin' Shatterin' every barrier, carrier of a javelin Swinging and bringing hope, I cope and never choke I stroke the crystal ball and fall into a hoax Suppose I go and show you all I know You'll slow in your tracks, but lack the sk** to decode I'm cold like icebergs, used to be a nice nerd No sideburns, but still a Leo with tight verse A writer inspired back when he was in diapers Tongue-twist ya chick like Peter Piper Take her to the crib, call dibs, now I'm inside her Wait, my mistake, that was an insider Despiser of fighters who are fighting for no cause I crawl when I can't walk, but I'm soaring just like a hawk, n***a [Hook x2] Visibly invincible, following simple principles Principal of myself, no help as an individual Critic be thinking critical, critic be thinking minimal Meaning that they a**uming, they proving they only pitiful [Verse 2] Reserving the right to incite with my own insight In spite of their love for no might A bright moon with typhoons moving across Cancun Have you throwing sh**ty fits like baboons Doom is awaiting by saying I can't make it I take it by the horns, was born with no patience Debating, if Satan is real or a still painting Perhaps he a fictional caking used for caking Money be the honey and the fruit that pollutes And replaces your attributes, you choose not to refute I refuse to take suit, don't want to become a brute But I won't lie, paper be the ultimate root No matter how evil, I'll splatter your people No chatter, it's lethal, the fatter the needle Strength build my rank, I ain't nowhere feeble Diesel in the flesh, I guess I'm the fecal [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Memories be the symphonies giving me proper energy Giving the guillotine meaningly to all my enemies Been in me ever since I first had the thirst To lift the curse heavily weighing me down on Earth Observe what they can't, they ain't whatever they claim Even on a flat plane, they playing Hussain And I'm not, got new shoes with tube socks Now I rock the block with two knots and crew tops As in neck, respect my whole set The hoes said I was smashin' but happened to be culprits Of storytelling, yelling they selling the fish filet I take my current fate to rearrange the state Ain't afraid, you slave, submitting to the crave Craze of everything bring me to misbehave Date it back to the days of never being obeyed Let it feed you, let it breathe through your rage [Hook x2]