[ Featuring The Swordsman ]
This was never meant for the frail
Conviction continuously convincing
I wasn't here for fame or vixens
If I was I'd be stricken
Lasted this long only sickened
Took time to be rhyme ripping
Ripen
And this pen doesn't believe in ghosts
I'm busy battling phantoms of doubt
Trying to manage family and going out
Just to prove I'm the dopest outside my cocoon
This was Never for the faint of heart
No room for hope of a restart
I been on this ship for years when did I first depart?
Don't recognize self how much got discarded?
When I started I was in the ring alone
Now I got some in my corner and two I know for sure would never leave
I tell myself don't stress another rise
But master self for when I arrive
I shook but jumped quick for the sky dive
Till God come reclaim my breath
I'll MC every ounce of it left
"Time keeps on slipping slipping slipping"
But I bomb for the future
Maneuver Conducive
Dart blaster made lucrative
Ttrained too hard
Don't go after me in a cypher
A jabbawokee don't mind the ID because you'll remember the style
Start some shit check you with a jab and keep it walking
I've marking my territory
Gore story
Lift my leg up
Here you can fill your cups
I'm meant for this
Not skilled in much else
An office job got me fidgety
Thinking I need to be rhymin till I'm rickety
I've been ready to erupt
Like a rusty screw I'm rough
To undo I mastered the one two
Was a teacher in a local school
Till I was tired of it and talked hip hop with the youth
Impact like a meteor
Never want it easy or
Greasy core
So do it my way
Giving hee bee jeebies
With a CD Score
Watch me sore
Now I'm dee dee dee dee 4
With your greeny corps
Firing over treaty wars
After witnessing this iLL graffiti call me Seni-or
It's the swordsman with a mic cord again
No mask but you can bring the accordion
I quit my job as one of the 4 horsemen
When I knew I could get the job done as one
Hope the homies forgive because every time I craft I take sabbatical
Been a recluse
For me it's practical use
Contact reduce
Just to stir this juice
Start a riot and never paying the damage collateral
Meisterstück can't make a better pen
We both heroes
But I'm the one with the princess
And you just get ate
I'm somewhere between obnoxious and conscious
Indigenous Adonis
That doesn't use a tag for a look
But I see those who do and I'm itching to get your shit took
No bots bought
Just rhymes I sharpened in the vulnerable times that hardened
I should've been around before they poisoned the land
Maybe this poised pen
Would've help correct man
No wishes so I hold firm
And fighting evil and kicking their urn
My blade birthed in the fire
So I'll hold my ground as prophesy fulfill
Making my sound.
This path weeds the timid
I'm trying not to let it turn my cynic
As I face self in the scrimmage
Been use to the self talk
Only now I hear another speak it in me
That this dream isn't flimsy.
Teeter totter many but hard
When you wanna hit the stage to show your star
And the swine in the city
Run a muck looking to pluck
Thinking damn I'm already fighting nerves to rhyme and make fans
So word to any that catch the hum
Don't let your color run
They could never understand the weight of this sun
