They are trying to climb to the top...
Been so long that they've been eying my spot...
Yet I'm good in it, so why would I stop?
Block them off... rest assured it will be an eternity
Before they deserve a single word from me
I converge on demigod and preserved belief of an insurrection
Haven't seen before, as they observe the peak
Came along way from PC microphones and slurring speech
Now it's about the laws of power for all you cowards...
Logging on your browsers... in wave sessions, making a song for hours...
There isn't a Drago strong enough to face these Apollo showers
Breaking down the walls that shroud us...
The Midas touch, rising up over your office towers... I don't feel sympathy...
Reneging yourself over the internet doesn't interest me
Spilling tea over who can kill a key... will it be someone else, or do they feel it's C?
Laid the groundwork for the foundation to build a scheme..
The Machinist, entering Willow's dream...
Still obscene with this skill, I mean it's kill or be killed, between.
It defies logic, in fact... if it isn't probable, that it must mean it's God of the Gaps..
If you want my take? You should probably relax... chill a bit..
Feel you're sick with the "tools", which is ironic, cause YOU are "ill"-"equipped"...
In other words, you are not ready.... feel the tension in the air, the throne just got heavy...
With every word, it will drop deadly.
Kamikaze flights, in Boeing fighter jets... my desire's a higher quest
Than what they aspire to, you liar you - I'm on fire, yes.
And there's no extinguisher... I don't mix words - little homie - so, get your English up.
Especially when you think of stuff.
You're quoting oxford... well, that won't help you when you're starring down the barrel of a Mossberg
Put you in a box, if you wish to crosswords...
The style is too animalistic for your fox herd...
Shots as you're sitting on the fence, like you're not sure...
Hands rated F, for fuck around and find out...
I doubt there's anything more dangerous than the words from my mouth
Can go on tangents and still be more relevant...
Been going mental with everything that I say, yet...
it's "All For My Dogs", like Aubrey Drake in the kennel, shit...
Treat bodies like their Charron rebuttals... you getting flipped..
See you lying there, bleeding... let you have your Hans moment...
Line after line, all quoted. The law wrote it. It's all noted.