Drill

Welcome to the celebration of experimentation Ezra's saturation of music Revealed onto the world, for your entertainment Hop on this beat like a jumping athlete Do you think you can compete Lit like a candle, bringing the heat Mess with the scribe won't be waking from sleep Talking to me, Address Properly Not like a God, I'm more of a King Now that I got the mic I can convert any lyrics from mumble rap into trap heat Spontaneous recovery from apparent redundancy Average in English but killed biology Dissect a beat just to see what I'd find, sew together words that rhyme Wave it around the air then freak the mic Temporary, very scary Like Denzel ultimate how we be seen Machete in hand, figuratively Cut down the fakes till we find an OG From the street to the heart to the park Lyrics unstoppable killing the comp Flow needs a service, the alt needs to charge Not before long fore I come back to blast All of the negative energy Nas You ain't gon succeed you got nothin But where is the punchline when nothing is something And something is nothing when you grew up too fast Rents split 20 to 10, legalised twelve, drew to the pen Lyricism shocking according to Flynn, institutionalised by the system Climbing the ranks of a social pyramid Not quite a ladder cos the base is bloated Filled with subconscious souls that want to be something Ain't gon be me, shooting for diamonds But while I ain't rock hunting Ima shoot for the stars end up on mars Seems I'm flying around space grasping my neck with the amount of air I'm lacking to intake, stop Truth is I need a quick break from all the hate Fakes, snakes and flakes but a kit kat ain't gon bake the cake Rare occasion that you'd find Song only focused on rhyme I'm certain that this is the last of its kind, cos im the not one for wasting time But if you will let me chime, Ill prove that I'm not in my prime Entering a colder clime but the heats just arriving I give you summertime Dinner time, sprinkle thyme, feast on all the weaker flows If I had a dime for every rhyme, id be in some better clothes Just pulling your toes, I aint one to pose Picture shows what you chose, so don't over expose 911 this artists committing a crime This arson knows the key to the record, oh my I'm burning the house down, watch it all fry This is my showtime, its all by design The words and the actions, in time will align Like vines from the grass are influence will climb Start from the baseline, from pennies and dimes To work on the purpose we joined, to shine Bring light to the people, light to the blind Shine in their faces and cure their misguided Efforts to give purpose to their life time Inspire those listening, to work hard and to strive To refine their goal line, to define their own life To hop on the airline that takes them sky high To destine their own line, that defines their guidelines To be the sunshine, others need in their lives What's the punch line, to all of these rhymes Why am I running laps around the song, why Just had to prove, my flow has a style And that i refuse to be put on the side