fresh outta kyoto

Yeah, recording live from a temple in Kyoto, let's get it Still got a whole lot of punchlines rapping Still got a whole lot of flows they slapping Anytime I'm stepping on the beat I'm snapping Anybody hating on me, keep napping Because I don't give a damn what you you must have heard Lived a full life, shit's absurd And I'm just hitting full speed, rounding third About to get a home run, umpire give me the word Because I'm making hit after hit after hit after hit I'm making it big, not shitting the bed Like Amber Heard, you heard what I said I worked for this shit, I put the time in I made it on through, no time to pretend In all that I do, I shine and I bend I'm going in hard, hard till the end Do you all smell that? Incense, in a sense almost lost all my innocence Ever since I shared my 2 cents Life's been pretty tense Trying to make it through but you know that I broke all the defense Internet trolls kept hating on me But the wheels kept turning, stuck inside the gravel Really about time that I let myself see I got to keep on working cause this life ain't free Life isn't free man