[Intro] Yeah Twenty-twenty-five Top seat Say my name right (hey!) [Verse 1] Walk in cold, that frost on my chain Whole room pause, they forgot what they saying Eyes on me like I’m breaking the game But I built this lane, I engraved my name Carnal mind, analytic with the math Turn my scars to a chart, that’s a graph of my path From the flat where the floorboards creak To the stage where the floor might crack when I speak I was writing in the margins, small print Now the contract bold, every line makes sense They was praying I would stall, hit a wall I just turned every brick to a throne in the hall [Chorus] I’m a top MC in a new world order (yeah) Talk big talk, watch the room get smaller Carnalytic crown on my mind, run farther If you ain’t built for the fire, don’t bother I’m a top MC, top seat, no contest (nope) Words cut deep when I talk, leave concepts Life on the line every rhyme I author If you ain’t built for the fire, don’t bother (don’t bother) [Verse 2] Voice tuned tight but the pain still raw You can hear every fight, every break in my jaw Every loss in my tone when I float through the fog Every win in the grin when I step to the job Old world rhythm with a new world code Celtic in my blood, hear a ghost in my soul Ancestral hum in the way that I flow Like a war cry folded in a twelve-bar scroll I don’t beg for a seat, I design my own chair Steel spine, firm back, breathe rare air From the gutter to the summit, same shoes, same feet Only thing that ever changed is the height of my reach (woah) [Chorus] I’m a top MC in a new world order (yeah) Talk big talk, watch the room get smaller Carnalytic crown on my mind, run farther If you ain’t built for the fire, don’t bother I’m a top MC, top seat, no contest Words cut deep when I talk, leave concepts Life on the line every rhyme I author If you ain’t built for the fire, don’t bother (hey!)
