Verse One: SoniYEAH
Ain’t utilizing your talents ‘cause the concept is relative
Ain’t that what happens, when your self has blocked all avenues
What’s sayin’ your parents, block out your ears, negative
This won’t get challenged, there is rhyming in your skeleton
An elephant in the room, rest all irrelevant
Melt at three point four k Celsius, the mic is filament
Ain’t none know about you, and that’s what we’re dealin’ with
Just get on the stagе and spit your bars and you’ll be killin’ it
Feelin’ it, the heat in thе mob is growing, difficult
To breathe in, the beat in, it’s your rival’s funeral
‘Cause this cypher’s beautiful, to decipher who can rule
Your stars not in favor, didn’t mean to get spiritual
Your scars made you braver, we still have tomorrow’s win
We’re in this together, we can have the crowd hollering
And we break the walls ‘cause they ain’t even empowering
If rules were up on the Gram, man, I’m unfollowing
Verse Two: SoniYEAH
Murder all the other emcees, got survivor’s guilt
Fire on the stage, please that’s how this cypher’s built
Rewatching 8 Mile on the phone, that’s inspiring
Gobblin’ rhymes and bars as if it is Tyler’s win
Spit the realest shit ever out, this rap game’s principle
Switch the flow, re-learn your alphabet, you never been to school
‘Cause that’s how you become an alpha, bet you never read the rules
Gonna snap so hard tonight, even Thanos won’t be invincible
Whimsical, how these rap fuckers are gonna repent
Blast off their Friday night to ruin all their weekend
Write them bars wherev’ you are and rise when they’re sleepin’
You the director of this shit, my man, and the cause of their the end
Prepared to face the biggest of all your nights
The bullets in your words, and the target is on your sight
One in front of the gun will for real die tonight
‘Cause you the slayer in this shit man, one hustler bona fide
Ain’t utilizing your talents ‘cause the concept is relative
Ain’t that what happens, when your self has blocked all avenues
What’s sayin’ your parents, block out your ears, negative
This won’t get challenged, there is rhyming in your skeleton
An elephant in the room, rest all irrelevant
Melt at three point four k Celsius, the mic is filament
Ain’t none know about you, and that’s what we’re dealin’ with
Just get on the stagе and spit your bars and you’ll be killin’ it
Feelin’ it, the heat in thе mob is growing, difficult
To breathe in, the beat in, it’s your rival’s funeral
‘Cause this cypher’s beautiful, to decipher who can rule
Your stars not in favor, didn’t mean to get spiritual
Your scars made you braver, we still have tomorrow’s win
We’re in this together, we can have the crowd hollering
And we break the walls ‘cause they ain’t even empowering
If rules were up on the Gram, man, I’m unfollowing
Verse Two: SoniYEAH
Murder all the other emcees, got survivor’s guilt
Fire on the stage, please that’s how this cypher’s built
Rewatching 8 Mile on the phone, that’s inspiring
Gobblin’ rhymes and bars as if it is Tyler’s win
Spit the realest shit ever out, this rap game’s principle
Switch the flow, re-learn your alphabet, you never been to school
‘Cause that’s how you become an alpha, bet you never read the rules
Gonna snap so hard tonight, even Thanos won’t be invincible
Whimsical, how these rap fuckers are gonna repent
Blast off their Friday night to ruin all their weekend
Write them bars wherev’ you are and rise when they’re sleepin’
You the director of this shit, my man, and the cause of their the end
Prepared to face the biggest of all your nights
The bullets in your words, and the target is on your sight
One in front of the gun will for real die tonight
‘Cause you the slayer in this shit man, one hustler bona fide
( SoniYEAH )
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