Trix - Enigma lyrics

(Booing) People of Estoria! You have charged this man with blasphemy of the highest order! Making claims to be the best wordsmith to ever have lived! You have asked me to execute him but as it is tradition, I ask that you hear his final defense! Any last words maestro? [Trix] Yeah! M.I. the greatest? (The rapper?) No, I mean AM I the greatest? The question that they're asking, is it really for debate? I mean “How he so hype but to the lights he's a stranger?” Destined for greatness like I was born in a manger! (Jesus!) Yeah! But I know they see me coming though Why else would you think Jay-Z and Yeezy wanna “Watch the Throne”? I'm a puzzle to these fools see they can't match this These n***as constipated (Why?) They can't do sh**! Trix subliminal k**ing you with the syllables Get in your metaphysical Savage you like an animal Ravage you like a cannibal Damage you to your very soul Managed to reach a level an average n***a would never do uh! Misdemeanor I'm serving you ether Yeah, I'm a beast, I'm a creature See I be serving you treats just like Serena I'll slow it down For these clowns clowning around ‘Cos my sound is so profound When it bounce to the ground Bow “Stop showing off!” I'm going in, full throttle! Showtime! Like I'm performing at the Apollo! Grant my own wishes, I don't need genies in bottles Even if my metaphors was on Twitter, you couldn't follow Fast n***a I run past these n***as I be making mo' hits, so I don jazzed these n***as Africa, you made this rapper! New name Heinz, ‘cos these fools trying to catch up See I don't indulge in horseplay No equestrian I took the meaning out And put the question in I'm what y'all been feigning for so put the needle in And let a hero in your veins Heroin Remember when I couldn't even rock sneakers Now I'm making moves, hope my music rock speakers And in due time I know that I'll shine I'm about to blow up n***a watch me landmine But in this industry it's all about these damn connections! The size of your pockets is better than your freaking talent! It's hard enough that your n***as so cold Second guess yourself whether you'll blow The question is who do I know? Where do I go? And the biggest question of all is when will I blow? But I know it's gonna happen though see ‘Cos the game is just gay without me Game (Gun shot)