(Verse)
You don't want it with me man I wreck effortlessly
I was never preplanned, I was destined to be
From the day I was conceived in this blissful dream
I was practically born under the Christmas tree
As SC, just a snotty kid from the burbs
Chosen from birth to speak as God's gift to the world
Word, better yet a being of Allah's essence
The middle man sent to deliver God's message
Step into mic booths and rip apart sessions
Blessed with right jewels to spit and taught lessons
You rap but you ain't movin' your mouth at the same pace
I shake plates to move mountains and drain lakes
Light trees to celebrate the day
Give thanks, say grace, meditate to pray
I'ma rap ignore the fame and fight for my name
I'ma fast for 40 days and write through the pain
I'ma smash up on the stage and live for the day
I'ma pray on devils and let it give what it may
My ancient ancestors got me favored in the rankings
Resurrected to rap, this is ages in the making
I'm a problem, physically fitted cause God's got him
I'm a diamond that's shinnin' after risin' from rock bottom
It's a risk, enemies get their artistry dissed
I exist far beyond any audio disc
I'm a myth, kill bomb beats then plead 5ths
Built to last like concrete between bricks
Gettin' stronger with time the longer I rhyme
Waitin' for the stars to align, it's all in the mind
The farther I climb, the devil's tryna deaden my shine
And prevent me from mine, but my God sent me a sign
It's my time, I'm coming in the physical form
To bring that real shit back, you've been officially warned
I'm traditionally spawned to teach those how to do this though
Spew beast flows with weed smoke in the studio
As you can tell I'll be killin' it all year
Wagin' multi syllable spiritual warfare
Oh yeah, I'm weedin' out the wack till they all gone
You'll get your chalk drawn just for reppin' New York wrong
It's on, you're gettin' your voice and your car stolen
By the syllable sword swingin' poisonous dart throwin'
Encore performing joints till the bar's closin'
Deliverin' the message annointed as God's chosen
Yeah, appointed as our moment
To seek justice, a destroyer of dark omens
The devil defeater when I'm stoned and I start zonin'
After greivin' with the process to cope with my heart frozen
Fuck broken, she left me shattered to pieces
Took advantage of my kindness by attackin' my weakness
Left me for dead and abandoned for no actual reasons
Which would only fuel the fire to make these classic releases
I'm talkin' masterpieces, spoken verses to capture Jesus
I'm like Canibus when he's constructin' his Master Thesis
In other words I'm aligned with my path
Incorporating God's grace mixed with science and math
Cause I've read the entire Quran text
And not once does it mention invasions and bomb threats
So while you're generalizing a whole group
I can see through the lies you disguise as your own truth
Cause your dillusional faith don't hold weight
I'ma rip this for 3 minutes straight with no breaks
Then vacate the states to seek release
Read the Guru Grand Sahib and not speak for weeks
The technique is to body you while respectin' ya
That's what you devils get for attemptin' to kill the messenger
Longtime Style P collaborator Fortes serves up instrumental versions of eight of his productions for the New York rapper. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2020
