I grab the mic, the sky change,
It start raining, the sun raise,
Clouds a little, the treescape
Get pulselike, i inhale.
I drop bars, your skin crawl,
Goosebumps from the poetry.
I don't do this for the sake of rhyming but i wanna leave a pretty ichnite.
I can tell what's fake,
Your brotherhood and your fate.
What you vomit is ephemeral,
Your adrenaline is fake.
Look yourself in the mirror,
Tell me if you think you Jesus.
You a fish ima poach you with a verse i don't even need a hook.
Yeah who thought i would fuck all the coloured bitches while I'm still broke,
Man who thought i would fuck all them white bitches while I'm still broke.
Yeah, where I'm from we don't see that,
With the raps now i know to deflect,
I ain't saying it's abomination but change when i start to recap.
Waking up in the morning thinking who the fuck do i gotta diss next,
Waking up in the morning thinking who's mother do i gotta fuck next.
I know you prolly think you gangster, ima crush your life with a finger snap,
All the big words in your big brain ima fit em all in a milligram.
Lemme tell you how i met Pross she was freestyling at a local bar,
Lemme tell you how i met Dweeb he was killing stage at a local Pub,
Lemme tell you how i met Alicia i was only looking for a Jewel.
Lemme tell you how i met NoLmits i was shiting on a boom bap.
These are the kinda memories that can never die till we international.
These are the kinda memories that can never die till we international
Fuck you, yeah till we international,
Fuck you yeah till we international.