Even The Devil May Cry

If paranoia is a virtue this is virtual reality
Only takin’ meetings that involve raising my salary
You’re tryna’ fit that into these jeans Valerie?
Well I know a couple ways that you could burn a couple calories
Chasing the money you’re supposed to get
This level you can never get close to it
Cinema picture in motion shit, so numb “Novacane” Frank Ocean shit
Yo I’m screamin’ like a wounded dog
The more lies that you tell the more the truth gets lost
You ain’t bright, I’m a once in a life, shooting star
My flow will push your top back like a roofless car
Swaggin’ out this bitch, I’ma dragon out this bitch
I’m EA Sports “in the game”, John Madden out this bitch
I am high, I am fly, I’m Aladdin out this bitch
Young swordsman, I am Trunks, Buster Cannon out this bitch
I’m a kid on his grind, precision to find
Y’all follow the world, I’m just living in mine
I’ll give you my love if you give me your time
Hole in my heart, shit on my mind
Shuriken stars when I spit out a rhyme
General Ro puts you niggas in line
Be the greatest there is is the mission defined
You rappers is cool, I’m a blizzard with mine
Broke niggas get your math up, I’m in my living room listening to Daft Punk
I’m about to make a fortune and to you that is unfortunate
The illest, and I put that on my hood like an ornament
Whoever disagrees start a mothafuckin’ tournament
Have rappers saying prayers, finding God, and feeling born again
How can someone so good hurt me so bad?
Ya’ll the first to talk shit, but you won’t last
They recycle my style, boy you so trash
My mind sharp, watch your step there’s a lot of broke glass
This is not luck, everybody do they thing and shit
But this is potluck, you don’t eat if you ain’t bringin’ shit
Show me love, I just want your fuckin’ love
But I bet you rather me live in depression and give up my life to these drugs
Man if you don’t want me now, do not cry when I am gone
Just say well everyone was there, he was tons of miles beyond (huh)
You’re telling lies and missing facts
I’m a gentleman emcee, I’m a rhyme aristocrat
And this Sprite so dirty Nelly had to tip his hat
Man I only love women, give a fuck where the bitches at
Don’t skip around this is all vital
You don’t kick it bitch, I kick it like Shawn Michaels
Y’all out and jokin’, I’m here workin’ at the cave playa’
About to kill the game, you niggas in grave danger
I am the target when they’re looking for a man to shoot
But you can’t kill what’s real, and I am the truth
Me, I’m looking for them diamonds, Crash Bandicoot
Sittin’ out is just something I can’t stand to do
Me, I am the microphone, bitch I am the booth
We some champagne niggas, you a can of juice
My last year was full of shit that you planned to do
Me myself and I is strictly who I answer to
I heard I'm dead, it feels so but it can’t be true
Cause this is something that you’ve never heard a phantom do