STARDUST

Verse 1:
I Killmonger the beat
I keep my ear to the street
And not one man can compete
No father to my style
Potent as a crack vile
So broke used to hop the turnstile
Broken with a hurt smile
I’m hiphop Kurt Vile
Shout to Sir Niles & the rest of my Pro Era fam
I’m goin’ Berkowitz Malone like I’m the Son of Sam
About to change the soundscape?
My man, you bet I am
Here’s a multi
Late night bumpin LoFi
My family chiefin’ back-stage
Now we’re feelin’ so high
Message to myself; J i hopе you know it’s your time
The diamond in the coalminе
Blackout & blow my own mind
Like a four-five
I’m Osirus
Flyin’ high
No co-pilot
I’m pro-violence, no I’m not I’m protestin’ and professin’
I’m merging worlds with coalescence
Reprogram brought back to the essence
No shit, man
Give him any problem, he’ll withstand
While life ate them up like quicksand
In Iceland like Gunnar Stahl
How about a truce?
Nah, fuck ‘em all
Wish ‘em all the best then cut em off
I’m in that middle place
I’m not young but I’m not old
I grew up with a beeper using pay phones not an iPhone

HOOK:
They only pick up when you’re poppin and you call them right?
My better half told me, “I hope you know you are the hype”

They’re talkin; we rise above it
Ignore ‘em; we’re fine in public
They’re childish as Donald Glover
Our wins only make ‘em suffer
I purge it in lyrics
I look in the mirror; I fuck with that dude
I dig his “I don’t give a fuck” type attitude
Sent a decoy
While I get this green like Beast Boy
I taught ‘em that, I torch the track
I’m an Arsonist like D-Stroy
Hope their ears gets the point like Nimoy
Salute all our troops ever deployed
Normally, I’m Napoleon Hill preaching to deaf ears
Take time with your art, son, I spent decades, not years
This is the 48 laws of power
They gave up? I wouldn’t doubt it
Highly touted they know me
I crept in just like I’m Shinobi
I am Michael Scot,t they’re Toby
Get the picture, no Adobe

HOOK:
They only pick up when you’re poppin and you call them right?
My better half told me, “I hope you know you are the hype”