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Look at these critics trying to silence me, but I'm still here spitting these lyrics viciously. You thought you could break me down mentally, but I'm rising exponentially, systematically dismantling every enemy. Watch me climb while you're whining, I'm designing my own timing.

Till I'm dropping these bombs in the booth, never stopping the flow, got the rhythm that's hot when I pop, keep it locked till I rock, got the spot at the top, never flop when I drop, critics shocked when I mock, watch me knock down the block, spinning tracks non-stop.

Listen, I'm spittin' these syllables, ridiculous rhythms, legitimate lyrical criminal, minimal limits while cynical critics are typical. Got my own missile, invisible, individual style that's pivotal. Hip-hop's in my veins, remain insane, while others maintain they're the same.

Look what you created, a monster with platinum sales, middle America's worst nightmare standing tall. Yeah, I'm the one they warned you about, selling millions while they're trying to shut my mouth. White kids, black kids, they all sing along, guess that's what you get when you can't control the song.

Listen, when I grip the mic tight my mind ignites, writing all night till the lines feel right, critics try to fight but I'm too precise, spitting fire like a light strike, every verse I write's like a knife slice through the night life.

Look at me now, standing here with all these thoughts in my brain, trying to maintain while these critics drive me insane. Been fighting these demons since day one, ain't nothing changed. Every verse I spit, every rhyme I make, they still can't relate, but I keep pushing through the hate.

Look inside your mind when you're feeling weak, when the walls closing in and you can barely speak. But that fire inside keeps burning bright, pushing through the darkness every single night. Yeah, that's the strength that keeps you alive, keeps you fighting till you rise.

Yeah, everybody wanna test me lately, running their mouth like they know something, but ain't nobody got nothing on me. I'm spitting fire while these fakers trying to copy me, but they just making noise like static on the radio, straight garbage.