World Against Me

(Listen, yeah yeah) Don’t be talking limits questioning my flow capacity I’m limitless, past the clouds, capable of reaching galaxies (yeah) What’s happening is mumble slur than rappers actually rapping That I couldn’t hold myself back from snapping and crafting Some Sparks (uh) to reignite the flame which shapes the game (yeah) It doesn’t feel like we’re evolving shit just sounds the same (yeah) And it’s a shame but I’m not here to shame on any names (yeah) Isolation got me watching the world through a window frame (uh) I can’t complain man I’m just tryna keep my grind consistent (yeah) Elevating to the top to reach it is my mission (yeah) Writing every single day to minimise the distance (yeah) Dismissing any pessimist to me they’re non existent (uh) Listen I’ve been cruisin' on a wave lately (yeah) Hoping one day 21 can become 80 (yeah) Lyricism stinging like Muhammad Ali (yeah) Man it’s me against the world I guess the worlds against me I’m a stone cold villain when I step in the booth I neutralise your lies realise that I spit nothing but truth (yeah) Unbreakable since my youth, with this mentality I’m on I'm impenetrable, constructed from the walls of Babylon (uh) If you don’t like the style I spit then your mistaken (yeah) My presence makes you nervous you’re looking visibly shaken (yeah) Word to Kweli I’m most def grateful for respiration (yeah) With every breath I’m given comes a sudden revelation (uh) And just like that the poetry delivered from the mental (yeah) Is Spilled across like pills scattered until they fill the tables (yeah) Ink absorbed across the page observed with full appraisal (yeah) A drug effect from my bars leave the mental patients stable Last year I felt like I was slacking so I had to change it (yeah) 4 months ago a 50/50 chance spawned my commitment (yeah) Picked up a coin, my heart picked tails, and off my thumb I flipped it (yeah) The tail goes on, the rhymes I craft brought eternal fulfilment