VeryLinearFreestyle

Verse 1

Yo look

I'm at the summit of the mountain looking down at the crowd

Think you're big till I come around and shut it down loud

Lyrical murder my verbal converter is churning the words in a pile

Burning the furnace until it’s a blur in the middle of a versatile style

I'm a savage a menace a balance of malice and talent I manage to manifest

Taking the track and I'm putting the rest of these rappers to bed on a padded chest

Got the stamina hammering grammar into the camera till I am the champion

Running the marathon handling anyone challenging me in the stadium

Verse 2

Started with nothing but pen and a paper I'm leveling up to a god

Keeping it steady I'm ready to Betty Crocker the beat and I'm beating the odd

Calculated with the rhythm I'm making 'em listen and thinking I'm mental

I take a pencil and dent the entire surface of the monumental

Everything I ever uttered is butter I'm smothering any opponent

Wait for a second I reckon I’m taking the trophy I'm owning the moment

Sick of the critics they sit and they picket they figure they’re hitting a wall

I am the wrecking ball smashing through everything built to be standing tall

Verse 3

Ripping the stitches out I’m on a mission to put 'em in critical states

Locking the door and I’m taking the key and I'm throwing it over the gates

Mental agility shifting the energy definitely into the stratosphere

Everybody's been waiting and hating but realizing that the master is here

Pick up a shovel I’m digging a level for everyone thinking they're hot

Missing the mark and I'm hitting the target I'm taking the only slot

Got the momentum I’m sending 'em venom I’m spitting it right in their face

Leaps and bounds and I’m out of the atmosphere winning the entire race

Verse 4

Switch up the flow like a blizzard I’m cold and I’m keeping the thermostat low

Nobody knows where I’m going but they gonna follow wherever I go

Built like a titan I’m lightning and thunder combined in a storm in the kitchen

Adding the ingredients keeping the seasoning needed to stop all the itching

Harder than nails and I’m never gonna fail and I'm sailing across the Atlantic

Making 'em panic I’m dynamic and naturally keeping it all gigantic

If you think for a second I’m losing my footing you better go check on the math

Nothing but rubble is left in the wake of the wake when I walk on the path

Verse 5

Finally wrapping it up like a present I’m sending it back to the dirt

I’m a machine and I’m keeping it clean while I’m putting in all of the work

Five in a row and I’m ready to go for another a hundred or two

Showing the world what a veteran rapper can actually really do

No more excuses I’m lighting the fuses I’m ready to blow up the stage

Turning the chapter and starting a factor and flipping the final page

Microphone checking I'm wrecking the record I’m making 'em all understand

I am the only one holding the crown in the middle of this wasteland

Outro

Told you

I’m gone