[Verse 1: Styles P]
Yeah, I'm cool, but I'm petty as fuck (Ahh)
I'm the type to beat his ass when he said it's enough (Hahaha)
Roll a J, take a puff
Underground but I'm over the top (Over the top)
Enough's enough now, fuck the pigs, over the slop (I'm over it)
I'm like Stallone with the hat back, over the top (Huh?)
But I don't arm wrestle, I atom bomb wrestle (Yeah)
I'm a nuke when I'm in the booth, I'm a bronze vessel (I'm a vessel)
Have you seen a brown mutant? (Have you?)
I can look in the mirror in the pitch-black dark, see if verses shine through it (Mm)
I can kill an industry, I put my mind to it (Could)
I can look at the sun and say a rhyme to it (Could)
And the moon, too, know who I am, aligned to it (I'm aligned)
Yeah, it's the ghost of Peter Rosenberg (What up, Pete?)
You get your millimeter if you know the word (Get it)
You better light a joint if you know the time
If you ever seen a Jedi, then you know the signs
[Verse 2: Ransom]
Yeah, but what happens when both our souls align?
A soldier's prime is often wasted on war, never forget it
There's no credit for older rappers whose flows decline (That's a fact)
Niggas walk a tightrope but never can toe the line
I'm so refined that niggas who watch me can never know the time (Woo)
So sublime, my vivid verses console the blind (Yes)
Hot-headed nigga spittin' the coldest rhymes (Hahaha)
Drop-dead niggas figure they know the crime
Control your mind with torturous imagery, there's no synergy (Nah)
I cynically destroy all lyrically without sympathy
That's meant for me (That's mine), I was placed here to be a messiah
Born in fire, raised in hell like a note that's raised by Mariah
My vocals came with desire (Let's go), I know you feel my energy
You think you lost a friend, but in fact you're gainin' an enemy
Put my pain in this mentally (Ah), the only way I know to do it (Yeah)
You don't need to know me, my nigga, just know the music
Yeah, I'm cool, but I'm petty as fuck (Ahh)
I'm the type to beat his ass when he said it's enough (Hahaha)
Roll a J, take a puff
Underground but I'm over the top (Over the top)
Enough's enough now, fuck the pigs, over the slop (I'm over it)
I'm like Stallone with the hat back, over the top (Huh?)
But I don't arm wrestle, I atom bomb wrestle (Yeah)
I'm a nuke when I'm in the booth, I'm a bronze vessel (I'm a vessel)
Have you seen a brown mutant? (Have you?)
I can look in the mirror in the pitch-black dark, see if verses shine through it (Mm)
I can kill an industry, I put my mind to it (Could)
I can look at the sun and say a rhyme to it (Could)
And the moon, too, know who I am, aligned to it (I'm aligned)
Yeah, it's the ghost of Peter Rosenberg (What up, Pete?)
You get your millimeter if you know the word (Get it)
You better light a joint if you know the time
If you ever seen a Jedi, then you know the signs
[Verse 2: Ransom]
Yeah, but what happens when both our souls align?
A soldier's prime is often wasted on war, never forget it
There's no credit for older rappers whose flows decline (That's a fact)
Niggas walk a tightrope but never can toe the line
I'm so refined that niggas who watch me can never know the time (Woo)
So sublime, my vivid verses console the blind (Yes)
Hot-headed nigga spittin' the coldest rhymes (Hahaha)
Drop-dead niggas figure they know the crime
Control your mind with torturous imagery, there's no synergy (Nah)
I cynically destroy all lyrically without sympathy
That's meant for me (That's mine), I was placed here to be a messiah
Born in fire, raised in hell like a note that's raised by Mariah
My vocals came with desire (Let's go), I know you feel my energy
You think you lost a friend, but in fact you're gainin' an enemy
Put my pain in this mentally (Ah), the only way I know to do it (Yeah)
You don't need to know me, my nigga, just know the music
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