French Defence (feat. FORBE$)

And if you speak my name, it's on your lips, and best not be in vain French Defence but so offensive, you a pawn inside the game Yeah, the king collecting currency 'cause Imma make it rain terror On Paris, and London get the umbrella All these major cities getting flooded, this a new era I been on this road for the gold, I'm a go-getter Searching for my soul, never grow old, oh well Flow so cold but it could melt steel, unreal I'm a walking fucking phenom Imma have what he's on Nigga, I can beat off on a track you think it's genius I'm Steve Jobs mixed with Bob Ross, come and teach y'all Even when your knees weak, better keep tall Paint a picture how you like it, even trees fall Only if you strike 'em down, it's a street brawl You in some shit now Now you're in the thick of it A cricket in the middle of a thicket full of sycamores You sickly and it's sickening, no one's ever listening Niggas swear they Spartans, ain't no Michigan, you Michellin I've been on my shit again, I ain't finna let 'em in High up in the cloudlands ain't a place for citizens I mean fame changes, shit's dangerous And I know that shit gets draining But you know Roach, he won't cave in Goddamn I'm so amazing, so cool, taking it back to the old school With a modern twist, can't hold you Nigga I'm the best and I told you, Goddamn Picture painted perfect, perpetrated straight from God's hand Manifest my Madness into Magic I'm a god, man I'll be passing MJ and be ballin' like I'm Rodman Spit some shit straight out this world, and I do it often I'm Martian, Roach's flow the harshest So proceed with caution if you think you just as hardened I ain't even start yet, this is just the onset All y'all niggas whack, sorry, I'm just being honest You niggas straight manure I'll check your mate so go ahead and pass the skewer I ain't a Rook but I will fucking loot ya I'll take your Queen, bend her over then I do her, this that Kamasutra Dust 'em all and I ain't even gotta run with a broom Tough and rawer than the shit we rollin' up in the stu', puffing it too No need for introductions The crew gon' be spreading through your aqueducts until your country's consumed Sharp and Dull is how we separate the one's and the two's Knocking skulls, star power, I'm just running right through Your knees are losing all their function like some buckling shoes I keep rushing, you just stalling, reluctant to move Just let the song play and we'll recover the youth They all rub you the wrong way, well I'm a fucking masseuse Hear a crack and let it ring, keep attacking at the wings From a castle to a king up in that Punisher suit, yuh