[Verse]
Runnin' through the jungle with a mic in hand,
Words sharper than a sword, call it verbal sand.
Got the crowd shook, earthquake on demand,
Bars cold, freezer burn, got 'em in my command.
[Verse 2]
Turn the page, I'm the sage in a scribbled book,
Got rhymes so seasoned, chefs wanna cook.
Stackin’ lines tower tall, no one overlook,
Beat poundin' hard, hearts snagged on the hook.
[Chorus]
Mic on fire, can't fake this game,
Smoke from the booth, carving out my name.
Crowd goin' wild, uncontainable flame,
Forever in the music, never sound the same.
[Verse 3]
Streets talk whispers, I'm the loudest phrase,
Time-travel flow, through centuries I blaze.
Point guards in the game, makin' clutch plays,
Rhymin' heavyweight, countless accolades.
[Verse 4]
Got style so slick, no grease on my kicks,
Blueprint in my head, built pyramids with bricks.
Turn foes to fans with a couple of tricks,
Double shot of lyrics, lethal dosage in the mix.
[Bridge]
Stand tall like monuments, press replay,
Echo through your soul, music ricochet.
Champion in the ring, never fade or sway,
Hero of my own story, paved my own way.