Death Beamz

[Verse 1]
I put in the work like I'm clocked in
Acting like my job is to tear beats apart
Don't want none of you niggas flocking
Because back then you should've known from the start
Hearing wack rappers is common, they want the fame
It's a shame that they're lacking the heart
I am the opposite fuck chasing compliments
My life is a show and you're just a filler arc
No taking breaks, mistakes have been made
Destroyed my old shit like it was time to renovate
Have no reservations, through all the complications
Learned a hard lesson, just to stick to the basics
But that's off the basis that I was not God
No Pokemon but I had to evolve
Rap is like math, you gotta problem solve
But no one can tell me the shit that I'm on
Nah tell me the reason that you listen so intently
Is it to declare if I'm worthy of the time that you're spending
To listen to a nigga not charting
Who's gassed up and shitting on your favorite rapper like he was sharting
I don't really like to go back and forth with the sparring
But this a sport and spartan who's marking every target
Moving or not, imma blow up your spot
The rap game is like a hoe, I just want the top
But no you don't see the vision
You're just like Stevie Wonder with the criticisms
The only thing I need is my own opinions
Because you're on a downward slope steady slipping
Not able to shoot that shit you gripping
While you can get a grip on reality
You realize you won't attain the dream of surpassing me
The masses take notice of the craft that I am mastering
All your efforts couldn't begin to equate to half of me ah

[Verse 2]
I took two years to get good like an NBA prospect
My ground is what I stood, now I'm coming up and I'm next
Going off skill, there really is no contest
Lyrical genocide, you'll die from my conquest
The next Kendrick, the next J. Cole
Fuck that, I'm trying to be the first Joe
The first man to make mainstream the C-T flow
And have a chance to attain all the jugo
While I'm popping this, bring it to the populous
Like Remus or Romulus, putting my city on the fucking map
Rap is my victim, and if you choose to listen
At the neck of the game is where I took my stab
Because the game is cut throat, you best listen to Wu
Protect ya neck and what you love before they take it from you
You become Ray Charles when it comes to taking the truth
And that's a hard pill to swallow, but what's another to you?

[Verse 3]
Try and build a fortress, this ain't Fortnite
I already said mine was fortified with forty knives
That was in the past but my mind be transcending time
Past, present, or future can still get hit with a line
Gotta be quick witted mincing my quips
Letting off ammo without my weapons equipped
Mind shines, leave you blind like a solar eclipse
It looks dark but the hidden light be supplying the hits
I guess I'm high off my own supply
I use my beats instead of letting these wack niggas try
They lied when they told you that your limit's the sky
You stuck on ground level watching a nigga fly
But you'd fly too if I didn't block your path
You claim that your mind's sharp, how come I don't have a scratch?
Everybody can rhyme, not everybody can rap
Where's the warranty on your bars? Bring them broken shits back