Blue to Red, I'm talking magic not banging Nova Blade, I'm back on the track, slinging that slang n***as was talkin' sh** 'bout I only k** it on nerd sh** But I am my own genre so I say that I deserve it Bare witness, like strippin' naked in court To the one fated to blaze every rapper cuz I'm the sport Told em before I Tony Hawk every track I get on Son is a murder minstrel, a bard of putting this sh** on That's enough though, you cats got a lot to learn Trying to front like you hardbody you do not concern Tachikawa, we bring it cuz we official We're lyrics over your feelings like f** em because they b**hmode Yo, I'm the sh** though, samurai in demeanor But ninja in execution, I swear that I'm the solution I'm tired of your noise pollution, eat a dick, die and disappear Sono nama shine, good riddance f*ggot you're outta here But no hard feelings, it's strictly for the music Swear to god I liked you better on your shiny suit sh** I'mma be spittin' this overk** until I'm toothless They gon' call me the Sage of Rap and ask for my tutelage And you with your dumb-sounding baby's first rap Getting curved hard by every thirst trap You look at your life, realize that you was never really worth crap Go on amazon, buy a farm and catch a dirt nap Reporting live from the bars of d**h at 6 There's a man with a vocabulary callin' in a hit On the status quo and he's here to change the game for the better Puttin' fake sh** on trial like Espella Cantabella He's known to carry a mic like it's a katana He nicknamed it Muramasa and wields it when he gets hostile He gave us an statement from him to read on the feed It says “You have 1 year to shape up and follow my lead” Nova Blade