[VERSE 1]
As the ride bell swings, the jazz break loop drops
Hyssop with lemonade in the Scotch
No botched jobs
I top the field table, from pop to prenatal
Guarantee you that I got the game on lock
Lyrics descriptive, hope as I take aim
Stop shots with bare fingers as I mistake pain for pleasure
Transcribe with the pen and pencil, endeavours is all successful
Barriers to entry but I believe that it's all mental
All in my head man, I must be trippin', thinkin' that I can make it
Put your soul in hibernation
My entries be the latest but expect the greatest from me
I hate to say this homie, but we gotta go, we gotta leave
We gotta float our boat away from these indices
And it's k**in' me, my one love is the sound that you hearin', see
But I underachieve and break bread with the beats
Acquire poetical genius, and leave the performance deceased
Talent is on a lease and not a loan-out
Make sure that I'm recorded, so please, go get the phones out
Competition writin' novellas while I'm throwin' tomes
And by the time they comprehend, It'll prolly hit 'em in the face or in the dome
I miscalculate trajectory, and they still ain't seen the best of me
Professin' love for the recipe
5 star chef, and I'm cookin' in the kitchen
The cap back, the talent brimmin' out the top and boilin' over
Impressin' Ayatollahs with the boldest scoliosis lines
Part the red sea like I'm Moses
Sippin' mimosas with my Ayahuasca tea
DMT, THC, LSD in the blood, streamin'
Lookin' like I'm from the gallows, 'cuz I'm a hung demon
My tongue seepin' into your girls sorrows
I borrow the catalogue, refine it and give it back tomorrow
I logged 500 hours in the town of Morrowind
Lock it, spin the disk up and kick it
You b**hes better come over because I'm about to rip sh**
Flipped Jahmalca like a discus
You dont think I'm great?
You mothaf**as trippin'.....