[Verse 1: B.THE GREAT]

I'm a little nervous but I when I get up in the booth
To dispute these verses
It will boost up my confidence to go to a show
And fucking mirk it
Cause I have fright on stage and I have a lot of rage
To rain on your parade cause whatever I display will cavalcade
And I barricade in a cave, as I come and illuminate
I invade to communicate, and the coldest heart that I cater
Will turn me into a hater, and take nothing close to away, so
I write to get rid of pain that I had since I was a baby
Wonder why I do this, same reason the twins do it for
I'm a sorta cold hearted, asshole, who brings the castle down
I'm passive when I hatch it, like a Native American chief
When I take over lands, I spit acid, and won't patch it
Till I can fix the games bad habit, of these mumble rappers
Of all the rises of people down underground my grammar
Will inherit my appearance to come out the dirt
And go to the game, strap around my neck like a gold medallion
Let's face it, I've sodomized in all the minds a bunch of times
With tons of rhymes I came to line up came to find out that I spit The flows so vital, you think I wanna go viral
Hell yeah, so I can read out my lyrics to people that worship thee Like the fucking bible, only reason why I wanna do this is to prove That I teenager like me can be famous it's like I'm thinking out loud Because whatever I came up with in my brain and I wrote on this Paper is nothing compared to the existential bars
You gonna be faced with, my new LP thanks for waiting
What the fuck you rusted sons of fuckers wanna tussle
Come to bust out the cage and I'm sorry if I have to do this
But my motto is what will shady do if he heard me in public
He would smile and love this
I know one thing I feel like I can write the English language
Over again and I can tell stories about the things that go
On in the hell I'm living in and people wonder why I can't go
And drop this album out when the money I'm limited to for studio Time isn't evident so when I get it expect everything as the strings Unfold like a broken violin
I am impenitent giving in with the sentiments
And I'm not even penning it, ain't no penalty
A epitome of an inconsiderate idiot
Driveling with this chemistry I make in the lab with this remedy, Entity with the charisma I'm hindering
Messily deliver weaponry steadily, live a legacy heavenly
Living on wit fidelity
And if I see anyone who was tryna take down my reign of tyranny The next time you see me hells scenery what I'm delivering