as soon as I wake up, I start fighting my Fate
with the life that I Chase even despite what they Say
about the mic that I Blaze and what I Might just Relay
as I Write this Today death is the Price that you Pay
if you wanna Live Free in your City tell the haters It's Me
I can Swiftly Script Heat with a Bic G
that means my Pen is a Storm you'll get Drenched when it Pours
my competiton remains to be seen like the End of the War
theres no Identical Force you don't have ta Pretend any More
for now I'll impregnate your mind look at the Embryo Formed
it was Meant to go Forth getting the world high off rhymes
instead of a Chemical Source keeping it real reaps Many Rewards
I can kill any beat without a Sense Of remorse
even if that means my time on earth could be Essentially Short