Respect is met with respect
Ignore this law and I will test your neck
Heavy is the head the chess moves protect
But it's necessary to go tete a tete
The mind is a weapon it's vital to keep sharp
Steel sharpens steel, I'm writing with each spark
I swim with killer whales, my n***as just eat sharks
Anyone's a target, believe that I breathe darts
This is anti-fuckboi music
I see why it's something that you don't groove with
Bucket hat Black on my Schoolboy Q tip
A real academic and a rudeboy too, bitch
Adesanya of rhymers I fight and I bring titles
You wooden mic rappers man y'all better ring Idols
I am rich and righteous like dealers who sling bibles
Love and Revolution I shoot with The Kings Rifles
Hot damn, he's savvy and still a still a savage
Scanning baddies with fatties I bag em and do the damage
It's only so many women that one man can manage
Catch me next to your BM like the wandaman challenge
Resurrecting careers, my verses are philanthropic
Go against me and I'll make you a trending topic
I could go old school when I ignite the mic
Or I could keep it current and kill em just like a lightning strike
Set the night alight, got your pride in sight
Beat 'em up, take their food, this is Final Fight
Oh you mad coz the festivals recruit me?
Yours truly turned a goat into a groupie
Most these rappers soft, I'm just spitting facts is all
Talent, passion, action, fashion, dammit man you lack it all
I go super saiyan I ain't playing when I'm rapping dog
Haters praying that I fall, go and grab my dragon balls
Make a wish, I will grant you a gift
Success has got em pressed. I'm about to make em sick
These bums talk slick til they see you're with the shits
Scorch you off the earth, it's about to be a blitz
Heart of the phoenix and the breath of the dragon I emerged in the game and I burst into flames
Put you in the grave that you dug for yourself throwing dirt on my name, in the earth you remain
Jealous of youth coz it used to be you
Thats worthy of shame you're cursed to be lame
All my young Gs I'mma be a big brother
Don't thirst for the fame just work for the change
Never mind the clout, just on work on your craft
At first you'll be wack, like a virgin in fact
But refer to the fact that you murder the vag
After working and working and working that
You emerge on the path that first of the masters
Traversed in their search of their version of action
You'll virtually hack into murking the bag
The last shall be first and the first shall be last
These are not just rhymes that are mentioned
This is divine intervention. This is my mind in ascension
I'm not confined to dimensions that you define with your senses
You too can shine when space and time are resigned to the benches. I sense it
Take a loss? Man you couldn't be more wrong
Go hard like a n***a got four arms
I rap but it feels like raw sex
When you can't do shit but hold on
See it all from the sun to the protons
Seeing through the eyes of the Dogons
I roam through Space, and erase the hate like I pilot Volton
Africa's hot, as I survey the Savannah
This side they do the shaku, this side the gwaragwara
But in the middle we stay calm we just drop bombs
The objective is global presence like dot coms
Homie stay in your lane, you will crash if you try this
Hit the Tyre Trove, you n***as need realignment
I'mma be reclining and vibing with Kim of Diamonds
Designing drives for the climate and striving to keep it thriving
I'm gone