Verse:
My shit’s captivating, just graduated with high grades, it’s fascinating. The way I’m assassinating these imitators. This ain’t no animation. Decapitating heads and celebrate it with a standing ovation, we made it. No debating, I’m inviting the scene. There for the taking. I ti your shoelaces together and throw them on electric cables when it’s raining. Fuck up your day and your crew and your whole organisation for faking. This is my shit. Lyrical knifes to chop with. You can’t top this, wack MC’s I demolish. Like the people with machetes from the island. Putting this on lock all by myself now like a tiran. I love the silence part between the action and the sirenes. After they died now everything is so quite, Yo! A perfectionist with rhymes that kicking ass don. And every next verse gotta be better than the last one. Still…

Hook:
It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all.

Verse:
I’m out for the long run. Grill one for the team and write more than needed. Enter the scene.. Succeeded. So convenient, dropping the ingredient between it. Cooking up the wild flavours begins when Slivo kicks the beat in. Running our region till I’m out of breath. That will be the cause of death. One of those rappers that last forever no matter how old I get. Let my voice be heard (,word!). Check out my latest greatest. Put the speakers on your balcony and share it with your neighbours. Feel the rage. I’m putting on my ruff face. It’s a done case. Like French people do, I beat the bull. Pass every obstacle without a sweat. Suckers can’t comprehend. Represent! Astonishing when it comes to capital punishment. Yes yes ya’ll! Watch me wreck it in a fraction of a second. Impressing. Blessing the lesson I’m sending, dig it. I’m ghost after a minute. Killed it, off the limit. Letting you go for this time but next time you’re finished.

Hook:
It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all.

Verse Ntan:
Better take that shit home. The wack shit you promote. Like Fiasco see I kick pushing coast. With that intellect. Watch me pop flip the deck. Take it back to hopping benches. I break beats relentless. Cause ill breaks got me kicking up dust. This ain’t a freestyle battle. Still not giving a “what!”. Still on these HN blocks where many get caught slipping. More terror for the era way before I slip the clip in. Stickup kids is scheming. Cause dumb fucks is stacking. Pigs investigate. See these young guns is packing. Live ammo. The kind you write your name with. So left a mark in the dark to get out the game quick. I pack a point thirty-two. About to handle this bitch. Out to wreck a mic session, I murder that shit. (word up!) I murder that shit. Out to wreck a mic session. I murder dem!

Hook:
It don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep my differences and take it as a call. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all. Don’t have to be perfect but it gotta be pure. All them tricks of mine you might have seen it before. But I always keep it rugged when I’m on the mic for sure. Separate the better from the worse and that’s all.