[Verse 1]
See I don’t know where to begin
I can re-write the world if you hand me a pen
The mic is my cross to bear and I will die for your sins
I resurrect through a speaker when my flow transcends
I’m the fire and the fury, I bully a bitch
They lack passion, see I don’t really feel when they spit
I hulk smash the track with my passionate pitch
I perfect my flow, see you ain’t fucking with this
I, harness my energy, I focus my chi
I’m an MC, the last of a dying breed
It’s, in my veins, it’s this pen I bleed
Fuck a breath control, through a beat I breathe
Immaculate, in the delivery I try to conceive
I mastered this, I’m vicious, my vernacular be
Perfect syntax, my impact, on hip-hop, you feel that?
I’m felt on every track, I melt your silly wraps
Am I the best you ever heard? Perhaps...
Work my demons out on tracks, like I’m running some laps
I’m a beast in the booth, metaphor made flesh
I, deliver my verses, like a man possessed
Like a man that is stressed, see this man is a mess
I, purge my soul, to get this shit off my chest
I, purge my soul to try to give it a rest
I, purge my soul cause this is only a test
You see I’m that dude because that last dude forgot
How to spit it like this and this dude is hot
I will spit heat rock and brimstone on your block
I’m molten lava, I’m giving you all that I got
[Hook]
Just another day, spazzing in the booth
Just so I can show that I'm the truth
Time to show and prove, time to make these moves
Just another day, spazzing in the booth
Just so I can show that I'm the truth
Time to show and prove, time to make these moves
[Verse2]
I’m comfortable in my skin, all the planets align cause I’m writing again
This is how I relieve stress, this is how I cleanse and
With this pen, I’ll repent my sins and
I’m the greatest, so ahead of this rat race
Quick witted, fast paced, while you’re still in the starter’s gate
Stuck in the blocks, hovering around last place
I’m bout to round third base, giving y'all the gas face
I’m so better than most dudes
I’m overproof rum, while you bums are O’Douls
With no hooks, a no holds barred brother with no rules
I’m no nonsense, my momma ain't raise no fools
No jewels, no ice, no chain, no limits in the booth I feel no pain
No games, no gimmicks, I feel the adrenaline
Flowing through my nervous system, I’m amped and charged
I'm displaying the spark, it’s like I’m a burning cypress, I’m ignitin’ the bark
I got the glow like I’m Leroy Green, when I destroy emcee teams
And make ‘em wanna worship the king, so who you thinkin’ is the nicest?
I’m the equivalent, of Dionysius mixed with Leonidas
Berserker rage like a Viking, so all you titans of the industry
About to watch the rise of the Lycans
Yo, I don’t think you dudes get it
You rappers claim you shinin’, you brothers are dim witted
I’m just fresh wit it, I’m myrrh and frankincented
You know Arsenal, when the god get’s up in this
[Hook]
Just another day, spazzing in the booth
Just so I can show that I'm the truth
Time to show and prove, time to make these moves
Just another day, spazzing in the booth
Just so I can show that I'm the truth
Time to show and prove, time to make these moves
