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Microphone architect, building verses like pyramids, wisdom flows through cerebral corridors. My thoughts crystallize, materialize, hypnotize the masses. Poetry's my weapon, every bar a lesson, blessing minds with divine expression, while these others still guessing.

Black whip pull up on the scene, stack them bands like it's nothing to me. Two mil in the safe, black ice on my neck, black leather seats when I'm riding through. Cha the drip when I step out clean.

Y'all fake MCs think you're hot but you're not, running your mouth like you got what I got. But I'm still here, still clear, making these wack rappers disappear, while you're living in fear. Don't pretend you're from the D when you ain't even seen the streets.

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.

Pull up with the heat make em freeze when I blast through your defense like it's nothing see I'm different with the pen game got bars that'll leave you shook while you standing there looking basic my flow surgical precision when I strike you know it's fatal

In the booth laying tracks, making magic happen flow, straight fire on the mic, got the whole crew snappin'. From the streets to the beats, every bar I drop is real, representing hip-hop culture, that's the way I feel.

Just got some top, from this stripper bitch She from Kankakee Just bought a Glock, with a ruler clip Boy, don't play with me This bitch a ho, met her at store You know how it goes She wanna smoke, so I bought some dope And took her to the O

Look, I’m really the largest, the biggest in the city, no debate. Still keeping that heat because these haters get to trippin' when you shining. From them apartments to the top, I’m doing this for my momma. I’m really the biggest, the largest, regardless of the hate.