Bruce Lee Ivan B

[Intro: Bruce Lee]
I said, "Empty your mind"

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah
Let me get the mic and set it straight
All your bars are paperweight
Been generating classics
Hittin' like kamehameha waves
Feelin' the feelin we're at
Don't wanna hurt your feelings
'Cause this shit is too the moon
And you won't even patch the ceiling
Can you feel it?
'Cause all you biting rappers are just gimmicks
But my flow is like a navy ship
You're like a Honda Civic
Gotta get it
Bettin' native no tellin' where I'm spreading
'Cause no night con could capture where I'm headed
Gotta' harder drivin' PCs
Hybrid of many species
All these rappers say there next
When it's just bass mixed with feces
Addicted to this work until my throat is sore and weak
But I can tell its coming soon, 'cause I've been staring at the peak
It's time to eat
Ramen is just really second nature
Disintegrate the greats with just a single sheet of paper
Catching a buzz like a swattin' ass and b's
I'm on my game and I won't freeze
Feel it coming a strong breeze