Racus

*The saga begins, I spark war, then jet off*

*First to draw blood, let the lead set off*

*Glamour and gold, unfold scrolls when I bless y’all*

*Seeds I plant grow empires, never let the rest crawl*

*Crime side raised me, where nights was mad live*

*Stayin’ alive wasn’t nothin' but a jive*

*Visions of a better crib, marble floors, new wives*

*Teach seeds the real—make 'em sharper than knives*

*They try to bite the script, but the style’s untouchable*

*Wu-Tang swords swing, my pen game’s combustible*

*Turban-clad hitters, swervin’ in somethin' clutchable*

*Julius Erving with the .30, moves adjustable*

*Clientele thick, every flip was divine*

*Born in hell, but the Lex had that heavenly shine*

*Twistin' bamboo, countin' cream in recline*

*Black king thoughts, every jewel is a sign*

*I wrote the manual for crime, hand-scribed in Basquiat fonts*

*Colombian plugs, Cuban cigars, duckin' the swamps*

*I’ve been official since fish scales in the Bronx*

*Pots bubble over, chef apron, no response*

*Tommy Hill goose down, fish tank in the ceiling*

*Razor in the mouth, play calm, mask the feelin’*

*Everything I utter—cut glass, no healin’*

*Gamble with your life, get taxed for drug dealin’*

*Architect of the slang, bricks wrapped in dialect*

*Flooded the ave with math, God body intellect*

*Revolvers spin like vinyl when pressure’s in effect*

*My aura glow royal like I’m fresh out the sect*

*Only built for bosses, sharks move in silence*

*Iron on my hip, but my mind bred for science*

*Pyramids in my vision, I write with defiance*

*Chef with the flow—each bar is appliance*

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