[ Featuring Kulent Beats ]
Stretch you out like Yoga, or old tapes in a tape deck, my artistry goes to great lengths, just to paint death
Stretch your head like latex, pause, No Diddy, Flow gritty, from the bricks of this cold city, to these palm trees
I'm Omni Man meets the Wu Tang Clan, nothing but torture but check it, I'm a new man fam
Smile, Cheshire, pressure, you still searching for that treasure, let me go and help you map it out
Or you could put your hands up and we can slap it out, Old School, like rhyming that words with Pro Tools
But my Pro Tools, will leave a hole in dudes, No Diddy, sorry but we can't stop, Can Pop, Pringles
And all I want to do is freestyle instead of dropping singles
Remove your roof, I'm dropping these shingles
You cover me, cause I'm going Grymm
Yeah, I'm Noah and I'm in too deep
While these waves keep crashing on my boat again
For forty days and forty nights
You know I reign, record me right
Drop an album a month, whenever I want
Between these twelve hour shifts, I devour this shit
Leaving all your cowards powerless
With my prowess and gifts, these raps snacks
Put in these backpacks to tracks
Attracts the mass with these attacks
And taxes and death, guarantees
And I'm gonna leave a motherf*cking massacre when I left
Uh-huh
