Clay Cockrell - Narcissist lyrics

Focus on my music just getting started don't want to lose Don't know what I'm doing, their ain't a plan or a rubric All I got is this exclusive talent and it fuses with my lyrics, I'm a nuisance, just beat it up, I abuse it I'm a chiropractor, when I snap it's therapeutic They look and it confuses, cause I'm sick like some mucus Spit so elusive like Mindfreak with this illusion, switch lanes on these lames, David Blane with the new sh** I'm ahead of the game Futuristic with this flame, but that's already taken, so I stick with my real name Cause when I got some fame, want everyone to know what I became Know my bars weren't tame, like a wild lion's mane The illest spitter, to ever reign from Tennessee, but that ain't hard to be, when there's only like three When you think of lyricism, I want you to think of me If the winner's the king, you could call this the King's decree You can't pa** up my bars like a law school flunkee I'm just now starting out, but been studying for quite a while Watching from the sidelines, been working on my style I write and stockpile these rhymes so versatile, break down the lines like enzymes, they're just so hostile Fit meaning in the confines of my rhymes just read between the lines My similes are smooth like a fine French wine Straight out the gate, I'm cold-hearted like the Arctic Nothing but the best, no red just gold carpet So out of my mind, they be calling me a martian My rhymes are so fly, I could win with my discarded I feel like Curry with that quick release, went unguarded I'm an artist or a wordsmith with words that'll get you carted Last person that beefed with me ended up on a milk carton Put money on my win, cause it's such a good bargain I got the smoothest flow, never torn nor tarnished Cutting down the competition, or should I say bombarding Cause my word play is sneaking up on them I got them startled I keep it 5 times 60, cause this is Sparta Kick you down the whole when I spit my verses whole You have no career, you're irrelevant and null These rappers laying down like their cards when they fold I spit for all the kids whose stories go untold My presence will make you sick, like some black mold I'm so opinionated and that is just fact But I guess I'm biased, my story is not backed I'm Fox and Friends with the rumors to be exact My music's so provocative, call it the reverse Riot Act Put 2 and 2 together, I'm just simply better You're dead weight, but light as a feather I'm the Welterweight champion, you can call me Mayweather Undefeated in this game, I'm the best and I mean it Slide away like Micheal Jackson would do and just Beat It I'm heated and I mean it It's 12 o'clock and your clock I'm 'bout to clean it Even a broke clock is right twice a day and that's demeaning I'm on my way to being one of the best, I've foreseen it Have you looking at it from a different angle like you leaning My rhymes are intravenous, I ain't talking that saline sh** Have you higher on my lyrics than those notes that Celine hit sh** (sh**) ONE TAKE (woo)