Warman with another one
Punched up by a gang, nearly lost my life
Broke my jaw, so now I'm writing ostracised
Off the pride, I'm letting these emotions fly
And I'm standing in my truth, it's a plus to life
I saw my parents lose their friends to a real volcano
While you was growing up, with a smile and a rainbow
It was deeper than a trench growing up with disaster
So I blacked out at seven, and went colder after
Imagine all the pedigree that I possess
But for ten years you thought and you acted as less
Loyalty could have your focus and your drive suppressed
So keep an eye on all your friends so you won't regret
I only fret my talent getting no respect
So I scrutinise the flow, like a lonely vet
And I double check my lyrics to compound the threat
That I'm better on the mic, with a flawless rep
So tell your boys allow begging it
Allow thinking your nang, you ain't that
Your aura's unsettling (for real)
You're not from Medellín (you're not)
So zip your mouth with the drug talk
The gun talk, when you're on tour
Bang!
It's FS, if you're unsure
And you should check my sound like the front door
I'm fit to wear the crown, 'cause I conjure
These fly lyrics, large like a condor (crease)