[Verse 1] : Living in a world that only turns faster He is the mentor the apprentice the master In a middle of a fight bursting in laughter The chains never held his mind they named him disaster Fluently writing under scrutiny, with a torch light to be dreaming of a forever after I see his blood, speak his fraud, freud on a wired k**ing whoever spits his chapter In a book, notice he never stops over hooks, a real lover once he grabbed it he never shook Streets are his home, that homeless ba*tard Then its a black out, what a masterminded answer The audience pa**ed out what's a mic to a magnum No balance In the weapons with everyday rappers Only blood marks on the floor destroying cadavers Its like They knew what was really about to happen They all watch closely too amazed to start clapping
When he have the mic it's like the place get like: "Ah yeah!" Then the place goes illmatic Those mcs before him real rhymes fanatics Inspired to become one of those free addicts 2 am and he's still up in the attic I've seen these roads, fought these foes, my ink writing I decide how the story goes Only thoughts can enter my dominion You'd find a genius each one in a million But he's 2 2 ,4 , 8 to 16 Those bars game to him like year to pre teen Prisoners that have never seen, light nor have ever dreamed Its a gun fight. But no one taking shots at him No chances of surviving or maybe only slim Once he dropped it they called this the hymn Forever living never being a has been Drop down dead you ain't flyer than him Wanted flyers opens fire the end