Skywalker's (feat. G'Que & DJ Marty MkFly)

How deep can my mind get The weak can't fizzle these mind tricks Don't make me let the nines fit Fill your body with metal objects This is sound from the projects Life isn't clear in this Pyrex Best at rappin' that nonsense Before I let a nine stretch Sway but a Tim Stelvin Just like a Aztec Any cypher murderin' every aspect Calculatin' my assets If you got that on you, send a address If I catch niggas snitchin', they some lab rats Niggas be frail when they tattle-tale Like Tekashi do the crime, but then they wanna whine Like Al-Arasi got money in pocket I can probably buy a thotter body Should I kill him out of modipy A conscience out your body Niggas be frauds, his body parts on Nicki Minaj Who cares if you're the king when them spades start cuttin' cards The king of hearts just put dick all in your bra These boys is subpar, I'm a responsible adult Now Mike Stalker, only few can understand him Skywalker, that be leapin' over planets With the bars like Luke Skywalker, Grime author Orchestrate my torture Orchestrate I'm a performer I'm a performer