Unleashed

[Verse 1]

Why these negus come around, take an ounce of fame?
How you gonna be a fan?
You can't pronounce my name
There's gonna be a parade full of people
Its just one part, wait till you hear the sequel
Cause they noticed that I'm lethal
Assassins are cerebral, I spit acidic, I guess that makes me hazardous
So be cautious of Jay's finesse
It's the survival of the fittest, I wanna know who's with it
Cause I'm the amateur with a veteran style
Got em' going buck-wild with my bulls-eye, I don't lie
It's really simple, I'm a fist full, straight critical
Damage is done where your standing
I don't understand them, why they reluctant?
Make the adjustment before you get dusted
While he running, I don't think I can trust them
Can't trust them......

[Hook][x3]

We got the sound, turn the volume up loud
And don't sleep on the underground

[Verse 2]

I stand behind the mic knowing my position
Now it's a competition cause I'm in it
Got bars days, I should be imprisoned
And I got trick hidden, up my sleeve
That's something to believe
So stand still and observe the skills
The pro verbs, some of the of the illest ones you've ever heard
They doubting the kid
I stay more accurate then a Barrett 50
Shoot at you swiftly you little sissy
You're the one to cut quickly
From the scenery you definitely ain't seeing me
It should be a felony, so pardon me
Y'all rhymes are petty
Here to mix it up like a chemical recipe
Shit, I only got one goal, now watch it all unfold

[Hook][x3]

Why you revving your bike engine
Ain't no half stepping or cruising, I ain't losing when the crews in
I'm trynna cruise in a luxury car
A Benz to start, get something for my moms and pops
It's just like art, but with words
Here comes the return of the Jedi Knight
Despite the fight, verses bubbling on my tongue like that Sprite
These chickens say I'm sweeter then that Turkish Delight
I'm just, in my thoughts dream drifting
The kid is gifted, present in your presence representing the realness
Got to do this more consistent and be committed
Destroy these punk-ass rappers in less them a minute
So who you kidding, my flow can turn gritty
Too much of y'all talking about squeezing titties
You sound like a rookie, just getting some pussy, shit
My inner conscience is trynna creep out
But that's something I can't allow
Turn the sound up loud, cause my lyrics are way to profound