[Intro]
Yo, lights flashin', crowd clashin', I step in – a king with the throne smashin’.
Chain swingin’, clock tickin’, time's up – y’all chickens never catch me slippin’.
Mic grips tight; venom in my speech, linguistic beast breakin' bars off the leash.
They want the smoke? Let’s ignite the feast. Breathe deep, I feast on the weak’s defeat.
[Verse]
Blood on my boots, stompin' out the truth – truth hurts worse than a noose in the booth.
Heart of fire, soul bulletproof – I spit molten rocks; the mic’s my proof.
Enemies fold when the heat unveils; I feed off beef – seasoned, no scale.
I built my throne with their bones for nails. Watch kings crumble when my wrath prevails.
[Chorus]
Step up, boy, get smacked, get smoked.
A savage on the mic, y’all jokes, get choked.
Raw pain in every word I wrote,
My pen a grenade, y’all stuck in my scope.
[Verse 2]
Y’all prey, I’m the apex predator, escalator.
I run levels they can’t; more than an educator.
Rounds of syllables rippin' through imitators,
Top of the food chain, you're fool imitators.
King with a savage grin, grit in my vein.
Tornado flows tearin' through the plain.
Y’all toys, I’m insane, remains of your fame:
Stats zero, name vanished from the game.
[Chorus]
Step up, boy, get smacked, get smoked.
A savage on the mic, y’all jokes, get choked.
Raw pain in every word I wrote,
My pen a grenade, y’all stuck in my scope.