Verse 1]
Started this shit in 2015 with the age of fifteen
You can say I am pretty young
Choppers on the repeat, trained a bit
Mental cage is now over so now you will not defeat my tongue
Some of the people say I have much talent, some of the people now hating me
But they mean nothing to me, it won't change even when they will get hung
Barely pay attention to this because still I will make my music
It won't be strange when I be using my lungs
I remember when it started 2 years ago
Didn't know where it will go, didn't know it at all
I have listened to "Rap God" and I thought this is the shit
And I started to train to one day rap it all
I knew then that this syllables wealth
From the top shelf is assuring my mental health
Started to dig the underground fast rap
And after some time decided to do it by myself
Now I'm taking the mic and I'm rapping at venomous full speed
Gain the momentum and hit 'em with rhythm, I'm verbally making 'em all bleed
Dropping the sound in the waves and doing it fast, think all of you agreed
What am I doing now? So sick when velocity limits I exceed
And if somebody wanna run up I will turn him into piece of raw meat
I'ma now wondering how to write bars and then rap 'em to make it all complete
It's rather hard but when you put heart to that, it will be guaranteed
All of these syllables feeding me up and I'm chopping 'em up, so let's eat
I wanna dig in your brains with my rapid sentences and not only by speed
Which presence is noticed in my songs, I wanna breed
Something that was never made and heard before by all of you people
Better prepare for hearing the power, so relax and have a seat
Before you will even notice I will start to taking 'em over
Taking it all over and I know one day I will succeed
But first I must do what I love and I mean
Breaking 'em up with the syllables coming up out of my mouth on incredible beat

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