Elijah.axe

Call me Elijah.exe, flow glitch, spit algorithmic
Bars run quantum, y'all run timid - I warp physics, bend beats, twist limits (ha!)
Pseudonym saint with a sinner's ambition
Holy cross on my chest, but I crucify competition
I been ghostin' — now I'm poltergeist-posting
Haunting every beat, leave producers toe-tagged, closed-casket composing (dead)


[Bridge]
(They wasn't ready)
(I was training in silence)
(I'm the glitch in the matrix)
(The bug in your iris)

[Hook - R&b , pitched doubles]
I ain't fall off - I fell silent, then upgraded all my software
Came back like malware masked as prayer in the crosshairs
Elijah Noel — but the Noel stand for
"No One Ever Left"
They thought I died - nah, 1 rebooted, came back fresh

[Hook: K.A. the Verbal Shogun and Oddbrawl the Lyrical Juggernaut]
Who? NBs. What? MCs
When? Each day. Where? BK
How? Easy. Why? These G's Who? NBs. What? MCs
When? Each day. Where? BK
How? Easy. Why? These G's

[Verse]
No safe place to lay your head
Eating mutton, teeth cutting through day-old bread
Only once broken can it be spoken whole-hearted
Burying pain's why I remain so guarded
Would hurt you, in some circles got the illest rep
Where I bet my silhouette still a threat
Was moving like a killer with impunity
Now I'm a proven pillar in the community
Took a hundred mans missing to transition
Bold lines, closed minds can't listen Follow rules then the ghouls can't lure him
Wanna duel then the jewels ain't for him

Years long, years fast Years gone, years past Years cold, years liver Years old, years wiser
This side of the tracks, providing facts is core essential
Would bring quick swing now tactics more mental
In the hood we could and would deliver hate
Was gutter soldiers not mothered over, deliberate
Thinking man of stinking clan, I'm still a ape
Food for thought... should've brought a bigger plate
This ain't swine-rhyming, it's fine dining
Was raw by the liquor store, but I ain't whining
No sense to buffer, was meant to suffer

in us
I dealt vicious for well-wishers and
naysayers
It's love, they got me from scrub to great player
Guess I was destined, my progression is evident
Want the best, so it test 'til I rest in the sediment
Was steady pride, try to show you every side
I give it life, but write like I already died
No petty fray, every day I hail the truth
Let it spray, never say Ka failed the youth
I rep with the gods, got the weap's and the scars
Where it ain't workin' out 'til you flexin' in cars
When putting on a mask wasn't protection from CARs



[Bridge]


[hook]

R&B Gangster rap Baton Rouge Moe3 Houston Style rap beat