[Verse] [Room-Reflection Presence] [Spoken-Edge Delivery] [Punk female] [Confident] I'm the type to take a live grenade to cyphers on the cyber space, Diamond plate my writing page the fire flame and lightning sprays, I'm displacing time and space you'll find there ain't a sign of strain, No hiding in "A Quiet Place" with Micheal bay at Lionsgate, Isolated rhyming in a primal state my eyes are glazed, Minds a haze try me mane I'll fly into a violent rage, Ya viper prey ya die today ya kindly signed ya life away, I'm ill I'm sick, my mistake I'm displaying viral traits! Look I hate to admit it, my brain is layered with sickness. Bipolar plagues my existence it makes me cave to the symptoms. (but) Instead of playing the victim, I'll pave my way with a vengeance. (and now) I'm bathing in flames while they say my name with resentment. Slay all the greats and make sure my place is cemented. When I look at this site, I see a whole bunch of bitches! Yeah you're all getting finished, I'm fucking done with these quitters. Nine times out of ten, they say they're sick with the writtens. I question that shit with the language model ass lyrics. [Verse] [Room-Reflection Presence] [Spoken-Edge Delivery] [Punk female] [Confident] Ayo, they talk of 'Sider like some ordinance on impact coordinates. Syntax of Rawkus, Simon says you better call it quits. Forgetting who you're walking with, my pen game is legendary. Catch me sonnin' rappers gues they hope the skill's hereditary. Nah.. They don't want it when the weapon's drawn status-godzilla-ain't-even-seein' who I'm steppin' on. What I'm saying is, quit that fake shit, you ain't it. Just rage quit or burn up in the flames that I write my name with. This ain't a gimmick, this is patience like a day shift dentist, case and point a blaze a joint, it's safe to say I'm patient with it, ancient egyptians with the scriptures learn to pay attention. Shady sider is just like Shadow's shit I stay the sickest. I feel like Neo, I don't need no program. Seek smoke you got all the beef goats go ham. Cheat codes, I got all the geeks toe tagged. Pro with the hands po damron soon so Hahn [Verse] [Room-Reflection Presence] [Spoken-Edge Delivery] [Punk female] [Confident] I grab hold of the mic, like I'm holding on for my life. So the listener is in for an emotional ride. Ain't filling pockets tryna load 'em with dimes. I'm philanthropic, filling of the flow pocket full of quotable lines. Focus on rhymes, know that I could float to the skies. I've chose to climb to show that I'm about to go to my prime. I'm like Vesuvius, blowing when I open my mind. The pyroclastic flows leave the site frozen in time.