[Verse 1] :
Living in a world that only turns faster
He is the mentor the apprentice the master
In a middle of a fight bursting in laughter
The chains never held his mind they named him disaster
Fluently writing under scrutiny, with a torch light to be dreaming of a forever after
I see his blood, speak his fraud, freud on a wired k**ing whoever spits his chapter
In a book, notice he never stops over hooks, a real lover once he grabbed it he never shook
Streets are his home, that homeless ba*tard
Then its a black out, what a masterminded answer
The audience pa**ed out what's a mic to a magnum
No balance In the weapons with everyday rappers
Only blood marks on the floor destroying cadavers
Its like They knew what was really about to happen
They all watch closely too amazed to start clapping
When he have the mic it's like the place get like: "Ah yeah!"
Then the place goes illmatic
Those mcs before him real rhymes fanatics
Inspired to become one of those free addicts
2 am and he's still up in the attic
I've seen these roads, fought these foes, my ink writing I decide how the story goes
Only thoughts can enter my dominion
You'd find a genius each one in a million
But he's 2 2 ,4 , 8 to 16
Those bars game to him like year to pre teen
Prisoners that have never seen, light nor have ever dreamed
Its a gun fight. But no one taking shots at him
No chances of surviving or maybe only slim
Once he dropped it they called this the hymn
Forever living never being a has been
Drop down dead you ain't flyer than him
Wanted flyers opens fire the end