Raising the Bar #6

[Verse]
I'll be the one to start it
I wrote this standing on the edge of earth, right before jumping off it
I'm in another orbit
On my way to Mars I had to jump my starship, fled a drug bust
Gun stuffed in the glove compartment, ducking charges
Something sharpened for your Under Armour
What I'm armed with, could cut a carpet
The flow is water, let it flood the market
I met my higher self, he told me hustle harder
Now I work for myself in the 'I don't give a fuck' Department
Hybrid breed like my weed, roll the joint
Now shit they smoking got that shake in it, like a Polaroid
An outsider, no I ain't Soda but I'm overjoyed
'Cause my neck and wrist stay gold like Ponyboy
Switched vibes, now I'm writing what they can't speak
My pen glide, like bison with the leg sweep
This is Game speech, I hit 'em with yoga-flame heat
Y'all could be Dhalsim I'm at a height that you can't reach
A barfly on the wall, street journal entry
Cross of Atlas and 'Pac, feel like the world's against me
Wordplay Easter eggs, hide it for the fan to find it
All the while I'm taking attendance, of the absent-minded
Malcolm Gladwell's David, attack Goliath
Rely on one strength till ya' disadvantaged by it
I'm at the White House, protesting acts of violence
Throwing Molotovs laughing, that's a riot
Stain glass windows to my soul shatterproof
Mammoth fur coat, snaggle tooth tiger roam the manor loose
Raised by a pack of wolves, back to my natural roots
Vagabond, bag of bones, chain like a hanging noose
Hallucinate a single moment playing back in loops
Catch a body then forget about it, so I tat the proof
Acid rain teardrops, falling from my tattered roof
This Memento playing in my mental state is tab-induced
Helen Keller's third eye watching but can't help remember
All the secrets that I never tell her, take 'em to the grave
Prolly rot in hell forever, freezing wit' a wet umbrella
Ate her pussy frying and I swear I felt us meld together
Narrate it, I'm Morgan Freeman when my story's told
My blood is freezing and my heart is froze
Full circle, that's how karma goes
With my entourage like Ari Gold, kitchen whippin with that 'rari flow, skrrrt- adios!
Since the big wheel, I been tryna sip
They make big deals, outta minor shit
We skim bills till the counter skip
When shit's real they counterfeit
Count me out? Count again, I should be on your top 5 by the count of ten
Brush strokes of genius, bar heavy-handed
Home alone shark bite, calling card wet a bandit
Raising the bar like the World Series, win the pennant
It's my 'I'm the greatest in the world' series when I pen it
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