[Verse 1]
I’m a walking masterpiece that thinks at least the speed of sound
What you speaking six feet deep, they call it underground
Falling off a cliff’s the only way your album’s dropping
If you think I’m stopping anytime, yo, it’s not an option
I got a destiny in front of me, I gotta see the pinnacle
Only my son’s pencil can stencil the original, individual not in your vocabulary
Various visions of violence tells me how your life ends
Rarely have I come across talent with a valid argument
The rest are restless crabs in a barrel, talkin’ shit
All of it’s a waste of time, I conflict with nonsense
I’m a conscious rapper leaving rappers unconscious
Stopping this?
You got a better chance of Bush giving a straight answer or Magic Johnson not buying a cure for cancer
Fasten your safety belts and grab hold of what’s unfolded
Look no further than the peak for [?], the Chozen
[Verse 2]
I’m walking every word I’m saying, take a listen, look and learn, while I burn a legacy deficient in a sentence
The mission is revolution with an evolution backdrop
In an instant, hope is a cash crop, hip-hop’s focus
Didn’t you notice the climate change?
’til my name’s a monument, I’ll drive myself insane in my own lane
You shouldn’t be trying this
For you, fame is as close as Tone Loc coming out of retirement
Why is it every time your mouth opens, your rhymes are pillow-talk?
Soft crowds hoping for feedback or the mic’s shut off
You’re lost in space, I’m chasing dreams with a butterfly net
But I’m fly, check, you can stay sleep, I got wreck to catch, let’s
Take a second look at your track record
The tracks on your records are trash from a career that won’t last long
Fasten your safety belts, grab hold of what’s unfolded
Look no further than the peak for [?], the Chozen
I’m a walking masterpiece that thinks at least the speed of sound
What you speaking six feet deep, they call it underground
Falling off a cliff’s the only way your album’s dropping
If you think I’m stopping anytime, yo, it’s not an option
I got a destiny in front of me, I gotta see the pinnacle
Only my son’s pencil can stencil the original, individual not in your vocabulary
Various visions of violence tells me how your life ends
Rarely have I come across talent with a valid argument
The rest are restless crabs in a barrel, talkin’ shit
All of it’s a waste of time, I conflict with nonsense
I’m a conscious rapper leaving rappers unconscious
Stopping this?
You got a better chance of Bush giving a straight answer or Magic Johnson not buying a cure for cancer
Fasten your safety belts and grab hold of what’s unfolded
Look no further than the peak for [?], the Chozen
[Verse 2]
I’m walking every word I’m saying, take a listen, look and learn, while I burn a legacy deficient in a sentence
The mission is revolution with an evolution backdrop
In an instant, hope is a cash crop, hip-hop’s focus
Didn’t you notice the climate change?
’til my name’s a monument, I’ll drive myself insane in my own lane
You shouldn’t be trying this
For you, fame is as close as Tone Loc coming out of retirement
Why is it every time your mouth opens, your rhymes are pillow-talk?
Soft crowds hoping for feedback or the mic’s shut off
You’re lost in space, I’m chasing dreams with a butterfly net
But I’m fly, check, you can stay sleep, I got wreck to catch, let’s
Take a second look at your track record
The tracks on your records are trash from a career that won’t last long
Fasten your safety belts, grab hold of what’s unfolded
Look no further than the peak for [?], the Chozen
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