3 verses done in one take while at work to the Blueprint 2 beat. No hook on this shit. I'm finally outta my writers block. Enjoy it.
Ima take it back to the days before the writers block
Back when my name was synonymous with tight and hot
Back when my flow was known as the 1st wonder of the world
When I could write some hard shit that was smtn for the girls
Before the stress put all of these wrinkles on my brow
Before every other day dudes was reachin for the crown
Back when I wrote songs from inspiration in one take
Now I came back to be the installation of one faith
Infiltration of one's space yields... inflammation of one's face
Why try to please when bitches hate in the first place?
Fuck it, Ima do me I'll watch you do you
Word up to anonymous and props to Zu too
Wassup to my boy Solace I promise I'm bein honest
If I wasn't the tightest out you'd be next up for the harness
And on the real Spyder should take credit for my last drop
I was on the verge of thinkin that track was my last shot
But I can't stop now it got me outta the hole bitches
In just a couple years I'll be chokin the whole business
Made some deeper decisions got the game in a sleeper submission
And still I remain in an undefeated position
Nobody does it like I do it I designed myself
So convinced by my flow I rewind myself
Comin at me you might as well recline yourself
Cuz I murder fakers and let the truth define myself
So that's enough for the bible verses my title's perfect
Goin for the big fish it's time for the lines to surface
It's time for Goliath to quiet the david's throwin rocks at the throne
Who try denyin I'm on top of their dome
So stop it I'm home the god's back wit your ass on the cross
Usin lines to crucify any paths that I cross
Bringin all 7 sins to the forefront of the mind
What's next in my book? More ruffles in time
Makin Pac and Jay lapse in a line a revise
Bringin Biggie to meet Marshall in a rhyme I designed
It's finally mine the goosebumps are back on my hands
So I step back to show you where I actually stand