I teach you how to speak with a microphone
You be King George, and of course i'll be Lionel Logue
Fuck assigning roles, I'm one of the coldest rhyming pros
Freeze MC's who say cheese while they strike a pose
I excite the globe grip it like a titan with a tightened hold
My recital title would be timeless flows, I've arose
Shining like a diamond glows, those that mind me
Think i've might have signed my soul
To the Devil and I traded it for lines that blow...
Live my life like there's nine to go,
High enough that the pilots in spy planes fly below
And I still got time to grow, so you need to realise
That I'm outer your space
With a, michelin star if accounting for taste.
Opposition at the start, like how do I race?
While I'm chilling up at the finish line, proud of my pace
Stay ahead of the hounds in the chase
I'm looking at my wake, like now for the wait...
Im surrounded by a mountain of hate,
I scale it, till non believers are pronouncing their faith
No profit in my pocket, for the counsellors rates
My brain is overpopulated like the housing estates,
Thats the place, my knowledge
Copulated with a thousand mistakes,
Gave birth to my brain child, now it's awake
And I name it the verse, ink slaking its thirst
Creative like it's Damien Hirst,
Came to be cursed by it's own art, I pierced a parker
In it's cold heart, that's right I'm killing it
While I deliver it, leave you in the dark I'm the trigger switch
Once I was dipped in the river styx
Achilles heel - writing till my fingers twitch
Run tracks, sew my lips - I don't fear a stitch
Life appears an interfering bitch,
Guess my voice too low she don't hear my pitch,
I'm never selling you short,
Speak truth in the booth like I'm telling the courts
Sending retorts with my pen, while I'm yelling my thoughts
Cross borders like a war reporter with a canon camcorder
All in order to record a slaughter of vocabulary
Now they got my on trial for the raps I buried,
Yeah I did it, Muz murdered the tracks
You know that - I find it so absurd that you ask,
Working to further my craft, just the surface you've scratched
We're about to head into the matrix...
Full of pro's getting conned by the Agents,
They become cons - write prose from their cages.
I'm Stephen king of the pages, prince of the rap world
Cursed by piracy like the black pearl
Well if my album leaks,
It's flowing and flooding the streets for a thousand weeks
I keep going till the jobs complete
The careers of my peers nearly obsolete,
I'm beyond your reach, your milky way and galaxy
Bite my bars and be prepared to catch a cavity
Goodbye to gravity I'm rhyming ever further away
Goodbye to the world now you heard what I say...
Leaving no one in doubt,
Mission accomplished over and out.