The lion’s share feat supreme cerebral

The lion’s share

Gold medal flow/my path was carved like gepetto/
Spittin dirty as the metro on a metronome/
These weak rappers soft spoken like a falsetto/
I’d rather be in South America with palmetto’s/
Live from the ghetto where we palm metal/
We don’t trust the police that’s what we call devils/
Took a small shovel/buried all my prior problems/
What I say’ll blow ya mind like aguwasca/
Operatin on a higher conscience/
Misundеrstood, rarely seen like unidentifiеd flying objects/
Shit I seen would prolly fry ya optics/
Im stackin paper tryna make enough to go home and buy the projects/
Heavy is the head that wears the crown/
Massive weight on my shoulders i can barely smile/
I told myself “this what u wanted don’t get scary now”/
The foundations too strong for you to tear me down/

Verse 2 (supreme cerebral)