Shadow Stalker

[Intro]
Uh
It's the Imperial Dragon Lord
Slayin' the moon, slaughterin' dragons
Uh
Yeah
Uh, check it

[Verse 1]
It's the Supreme Lee Black Fist Bandit
The cream and crop of the planet
Dream shatters be the ultimate damage
My beam patterns bring the ultimate gambit (zazazazazazaza!)
My scheme results from not really havin'
The real deal, so I'm not into braggin' (fuck that shit)
Fill the trunk with magazines and projectiles
Leave you exiled while you walkin' with your chest out (bababababa)
We the bеst out, got your wifey with her neck out
Pull thе TEC out and get to spittin' like a wet mouth (tzatzatzatzatza)
Baguettes got me icy, respect is all I see
Don't wanna see another Black face on a white tee (nah)
Will the revolution be televised or not? Prob'ly not
Got me prayin' this wickedness stop, and if not
I'ma just adapt, like a survivor
Had to dismiss the knowledge of those 85ers (those 85ers)
Now I only associate with the riders (with the riders)
Been military-minded since a toddler (since a toddler)

[Chorus]
I give you insight every rhyme that I write, uh
God bless the child who hold his own on the mic (yeah)
Before I be put down, I'ma put up a fight
My niggas hold me down, what's dark'll come to the light (come to the light)
I give you insight every rhyme that I write, uh
God bless the child who hold his own on the mic (I hold my own)
Before I be put down, I'ma put up a fight
My niggas hold me down, what's dark'll come to the light

[Verse 2]
I'm on the top tier, how could you compare it?
Habits of carats, tell the jeweler make it transparent
Keep it coherent, uh, I come with a king's arrogance, so
Come with respect, and save yourself the embarrassment
I'm packin' all metals in all variants
Bodies disappearin', Philadelphia Experiment
Stay well-dressed, I'm feelin' fresh as spearmint
I'm young and rich, your favorite rapper got to dissin'
Fool, I'll flat you like a inner tube, uh
Rude, don't get my mood misconstrued
F in the underground, they sayin' I'm that dude
My confidence is up, in time, I show and prove (I show and prove)
I swear you niggas is janky promoters
Tap your bitch on the shoulder and tell her come over
She caramel, chocolate and mocha
I'm tryna kick her out, while she still want me to stroke her