Swt.Chn.Msk / The Mic General Video (MV)

My ascension is solidified/
Now it's time to gamble my minutes until I'm vilified/

Rocketed my rap sound/
Feeling too high, ain't no way I'm coming back down/
They tried to school me and got class clowned/
Graduated stages, now they say my name like I'm rocking cap gown/
Was rock bottom that's the background/
Wrestle with my moves to be a champ now/
Dominate the nation, that's the plan now/
Little elbow grease I got a chance now/
Some people tried to rush I saw the bull and laid the smackdown/
Yeah, they see me cooking/
Long term planning my nigga you see me booking/
This babyface finally go over, you see them looking/
Now it's time to dig my heel in deep, you see that footing/
They said I couldn't, always knew they was wrong/
Blocking every shin kick to prove that the style strong/
You think you got flare, well this is your swan song/
I call it sweet chin music that's word to the kid Shawn/
Cause my ascension is solidified/
Now it's time to gamble my minutes until I'm vilified/
Not the last, but it's been a ride/
Undertake a snake and they'll corner you, it's in them eyes/
Nah, that ain't gon' work so I'm a shoot/
Tend to pick the ladder tho that climb don't match the loot/
Money in the bank only get the quick diminish/
This me kicking out at 2 no DQ, f*ck the finish nigga McIS/

My ascension is solidified/
Now it's time to gamble my minutes until I'm vilified/
McIS, yeah, my ascension is solidified/
OITO/

General/
C workhorse of the words, that's literal/
Sharpened every bar for beheadings that are visceral/
You survive that's intentional/
For you will fall in line, and salute The Mic General/

THE MIC GENERcL VERSE:
No sympathy, approach the 9th symphony/
With power that can bomb a whole industry/
Product of the elements, but the table lacked the chemistry/
For taste maker buds, bitter feelings wasn't ending me/
This what I'm meant to be/
Even though it took a lot of blind faith for them to see/
That I carry a potential in a time that's essential/
Where these niggas steady lie on they credentials/
I been through, the lowest valley, consider this the peak/
Technique don't shape shift without mystique/
You don't fit the bill, it cost just to generate the heat/
I got receipts for every single deadbeat, cause I'm the/

Workhorse of the words, that's literal/
Sharpened every bar for beheadings that are visceral/
You survive that's intentional/
For you will fall in line, and salute The Mic General/