Solo Levelin

I'm Out here solo leveling. I'm I'm speeding away, They're slow-mo peddling. Just till we meet until I'm a veteran. Come correct, not threatening. Bring loads of the bros, I'll bury them. Then explode in the direction they're headed in. Peddling lyrical heroin. Intelligent flow when I pepper them. Step to the dogs or go grab a shot Of adrenaline. Never gotta be that guy to really Try and show that I'm relevant. Just till with me, bro, flows are the weapon And throws on cold flow leave you shivering. Pointing at me with fingers and toes I'm severing. Slow down rhetoric, I'm here solo leveling. Plus I want big up to the team so I jumped on the production ting. Too many brownnos fucks in the scene. Too many out here stuck up, know I mean? Yeah, I made a couple frenemies along the way. I'm sorry but sometimes I really get in my Own way. I like bare jock with the mates That are toking on blazes and smoking the haze. We go out for one night but then we Don't come back for days. It's the way back then when I shot for The peg on a thirty-two ten like wait. What d'you know about snake? Wait, how did this Story haze? Big shout to the Clipse nostalgia. Lost my way for a bit then I found It. I'm not a wannabe, trust I'm about it. Drank from the fountain of youth when I found It. Watch, about to take that level up a Higher notch. I body the mic, I'll never stop. Never been locked in writer's block 'cause I got Back in the game. Back to mash up the Drum and bass. Been doing all right these days. Give me that mic and me on stage. Been working hard in the background but now with The best flows and raps and karma's gonna go Far. In background working hard till I rock 'em Back. I got the grand design. Watch me wow your pantomime. Fuck your drama and your reputation talking yours Are mine. You'll never tranquilize the thoughts I've Got to fantasize. I'm seeing images of bassline Blowing legs off like landmines. Blazes up, finger guns we raise it up. Come on and go on and wake it up. Give me the rum and I'll make a cup. Running 'em out, the place is up. Tinder's one for breaking up. Drum and the bass I come and I place 'em. Give 'em a bite to taste enough. Rah, ha, game over. These manna can't talk with the big dogs. Move over, I'm a sofa. These man are still caught in the quicksand. That guy with all the dead bars? I'm taking his spot. Every second on the mic's A blast. Click, clack, clock. Keep speaking, heat seeking. Look off the edge top when they're deeking. Fire three million laser beams while they're Sleeping. Parts of the brain still leaking. We're not teaching healing feelings. Better watch whose bars you're stealing. Floor to the ceiling, draw for the meaning. Manifest positive force before speaking. I'm out here solo leveling. I'm speeding away, they're slow-mo peddling. Just till we meet until I'm a veteran. Come correct, not threatening. Bring loads of the Bros, I'll bury them. Then explode in the direction They're headed in. Peddling lyrical heroin. Intelligent flow when I pepper them. Step to the dogs or go grab a shot Of adrenaline. Never gotta be that guy to really Try and show that I'm relevant. Just till with me, bro, flows are the weapon And throws on cold flow leave you shivering. Pointing at me with fingers and toes I'm severing. Slow down rhetoric, I'm here solo leveling. Yo, I'm solo leveling. Got a bag of dank so large that it's Deafening. Class A vibes get you messy like Ketamine. DnB demon, time for that delivering. Raw, no editing. Sounding kind of menacing. Try and block me out, man, it's time for The reckoning. Shook, leave you trembling. Real, not threatening. Aiming for the top spot and Trust me I ain't settling. Ah, you know. Man has got punchlines like judo. I'm killing off tracks, I murder the beat. Out here I'm the real Uno. I spit a bar, want everything to watch man Say that it's never true, no. It's a fact that haters hate but nah, they're Licking my arse like Ludo. You're moving too slow. I'm leveling up, man, I'm Moving fast. Man wanna hate, I'm cool with that. I'll laugh at them when I'm cruising past. Yeah, shine bright but I move in dark. No, I don't care about who's in charge. Too many man keep doubting me. I'll kill it off with thirty-two bars. Diabolical plans that I coordinate. Called up for in sixteen, I kill the MC With the M16. My bars are automated. Brr, then I alternate it. Rat-tat-tat when I jump on the track and I Clean up wet MCs. My bars are chlorinated. When I jump on the scene and most of Them are overrated. Nobody's gonna miss you, bro, 'cause this scene's already highly overpopulated. Their flows are funny like a shit joke. We that new money, the crypto Bitcoin. We're off the blockchain. Shower down the hot rain. Stick me in a local gig, you know the Full squad came. Drafted into radio. Room two, now the main. Cleaned up half the scene in twelve months and I'm about to aim. Now flip with the script. Heat on track like bombs in the mix. Other MCs, they're longer than this but their bars Sound like a song for the kids. Like nursery Rhyme, man talk shit like perjury time. I'm gonna stick my words in a line and Then jump off the track and return anytime