Verse1:
I bet its like I never left
The literary specialist
Weavin' rap hymns with gems and heavy metal, Megadeath
Phantom of black opera, random acts of macabre
Verbally assassinate your whole posse without a second breath
That's why my style is copied word for word by rhyme stenographers
Better known in streets as biters, swagger jackers, followers
I'm leading these rappers out the underground like ?Aaramеnten??
Not only will I defy your whole movеment but Ill abolish it
I'm ???sovereign somethin the novelist???
My stories got you wrapped up and swaddled in my novelrynth(labyrinth)
Now if you with me, you hear me
My haters secretly fear me
They made cuz they have to pull out their Meriam Webster's to feel me
I'm an untouchable class
I started from the bottom
Now my dark matter got me yellin' I'm black god ??over Serado??
Y'all may call it disrespectful, I call it the motto
Yo I think this time there's fin to be a problem, for real


Chorus:
Ridin' in my spaceship, black on black paint kit
Came from that dirt now I'm brushin' off these wing tips
Ankh on my gold chain, spark up my propane
Blowin' up on tracks now the world know my first name
Roc gon' win this year shouts out my G squad
?? draped on that chest make that piece hard
God hop gon' break banks, bomb flows in our tanks
FA my family all stars

Verse 2:
The beat knockin', temperatures drop 20 degrees
Spit a brick and watch you and your clique suddenly freeze
This a cold war from Russia with love, the Marxist MC
Rule with a iron hand no democracy please
I am 2Pac Amaru, handle you like a hammer do
Beat you into submission while I'm inkin' my decrees
And plant in your brain tissue like neurological seeds
Then absorb my bars proliferate like a tragic disease
In real life I'm careful, always had to play it straight
In rap life I'm Rogue got mutant strains in my DNA
I'm crossing out the strongest opponents off of your roster
Now them bamas is Xmen
I'm NeMagneto but Vader waits
Shinin' on the plan and my command is rather comet like
Know I'm bout to blow I struck the match and lit the dynamite
Dress fresh to death my fashion game is iconic like
Not death ninja, deaf call it kryptochronickonalike

Chorus:
Ridin' in my spaceship, black on black paint kit
Came from that dirt now I'm brushin' off these wing tips
Ankh on my gold chain, spark up my propane
Blowin' up on tracks now the world know my first name
Roc gon' win this year shouts out my G squad
?? draped on that chest make that piece hard
God hop gon' break banks, bomb flows in our tanks
FA my family all stars

Verse 3:
My pressure like a million tons of earth on a rock of coal
Turn you to a diamond to crush your spirits from a flattened soul
Known to be heaviest with those hearts after the funeral
Flippin' letters into mathematics
Get it? Roman Numerals
Acidic on your self esteem I'm eatin' through your confidence
Play with fire and get burned that's term to human consequence
Kali's give me cold shoulders sayin I ain't blaze enough
How come I'm warmin' up these vowels and heatin' through these consonants
Monster shit
Tear a freakin' hole in your esophagus
Then body bag and watch you decompose in your sarcophagus
Possibly the opposite of over half of the populous is just a food chain you about to see how ravenous the top can get
I'm the queen of every cliff and ravine out here in this jungle
Get in beast mode and Marshawn every cat on yo squad
Them hyenas waitin' to strip my house clean after I fumble
But my ?faith? stay in the Roc run the goal straight down the yard


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