[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
If they want war, call me Amazon, I'm there in a day
With a legacy inscribed on a Valyrian blade
And ’til the wounds bring me down and I'm carried away
And even then, they'll all salute me as my chariot fades
In the horizon, still I’m fighting
M. Bison, sniping, optic lenses and align them
Bang, muzzle flash from the treeline, striking
The heel of Achilles while I clash with the titans
At war with the Gods from the ancient text
Bring foes to their knees with the same effect
Either those who curse my name pay respect
A dire wolf, only walk with my tail erect
I never tuck it, fuck it, apex monster
Rule over prey, I divide and conquer
With the honor and knowledge, a scribe and scholar
On the grind 'til I rise and prosper
[Verse 2: Locksmith]
Fuck a doctor, go cop you a mortician
The more bitching, the more tension between us
The more friction extinguish if I should mock ya
I'm the top of the food chain when I use fangs
To lock in on my new prey where a noose hangs
I'm allergenic, the childish gimmicks and allegories
Half the stories half of 'em rap about is an act for clout
Ask about when I actually gon' record a rhyme
Every quoted line is a quarterly wrote to mortify
I'm borderline savage, I'm borderline genius
I’m borderline in my more defiant side of myself
You wanna unleash him?
I’m piecing this lyrics together, here's the paradox
The more you own your craft, the more they want you to share a spot
Needless to say that if I’m leaving today
Let my lyrics become a beacon to the people that pray
For something deeper than the image they serve
I was forged inside an ember, you remember these words
If they want war, call me Amazon, I'm there in a day
With a legacy inscribed on a Valyrian blade
And ’til the wounds bring me down and I'm carried away
And even then, they'll all salute me as my chariot fades
In the horizon, still I’m fighting
M. Bison, sniping, optic lenses and align them
Bang, muzzle flash from the treeline, striking
The heel of Achilles while I clash with the titans
At war with the Gods from the ancient text
Bring foes to their knees with the same effect
Either those who curse my name pay respect
A dire wolf, only walk with my tail erect
I never tuck it, fuck it, apex monster
Rule over prey, I divide and conquer
With the honor and knowledge, a scribe and scholar
On the grind 'til I rise and prosper
[Verse 2: Locksmith]
Fuck a doctor, go cop you a mortician
The more bitching, the more tension between us
The more friction extinguish if I should mock ya
I'm the top of the food chain when I use fangs
To lock in on my new prey where a noose hangs
I'm allergenic, the childish gimmicks and allegories
Half the stories half of 'em rap about is an act for clout
Ask about when I actually gon' record a rhyme
Every quoted line is a quarterly wrote to mortify
I'm borderline savage, I'm borderline genius
I’m borderline in my more defiant side of myself
You wanna unleash him?
I’m piecing this lyrics together, here's the paradox
The more you own your craft, the more they want you to share a spot
Needless to say that if I’m leaving today
Let my lyrics become a beacon to the people that pray
For something deeper than the image they serve
I was forged inside an ember, you remember these words
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