All the Way Up

It's the genius savant Rocking Yves Saint Laurent I write in Forsyth font I'm like Immanuel Kant Ugh They know I got the recipe In pursuit of my destiny Can't let it get the best of me It's stressing me hate the ignorance of my art let's take 'em back to the start It's the sum of the parts I prayed for this in the dark seeing things like Donnie Darko Heart colder than the North Pole cnd also, I'm Katniss Everdeen with a crossbow The sound is so deafening Demons I be wrestling Got 'em in an uproar The hype is unsettling definitely a legend in the making Never left an opportunity for grabs, I gotta take it Face it I'll never come to terms with being basic see my goals in front of me, no need for any LcSIK serve me a beat on a platter and I'll lace it it's Forsyth baby, ya crazy 99 miles and I'm running Trouble keep coming The make up of this man got 'em stumped like woah Did you hear his flow? He speaks what he knows His heart seems cold He stuck to the code, the only one he knows He flips it from the guts from the depths of his soul When your back's to the wall There's only one place to go Ready set, we're going going going all the way up I got the gift of the gab with the pen and the pad a legend like Sinbad with swag you thought that you had It's the return of the Mac The Undertaker in black To rid this earth of the wack My vibes are dripping with crack My enemies catch a slap for fake loving and daps Cuz when I got off track they never had my back Nope that being said though ct your head like a dread hoe balls deep homie with bravado and gusto You must know You're bearing witness to a new breed On some shit you've never seen c new fighting machine The style is too clean Polished up and pristine Build my brand and prestige Cuz I got mouths to feed and since life ain't cheap man, I guess I'm on a mission Call the studio my lab, I'm in this bitch like a chemist Heard I got a dirty mouth, well I guess I need a dentist Two middle fingers up, it's the muthafuckin' menace moving 99 miles and I'm running Trouble keep coming The make up of this man got 'em stumped like woah Did you hear his flow? He speaks what he knows His heart seems cold He stuck to the code, the only one he knows He flips it from the guts from the depths of his soul When your back's to the wall There's only one place to go Ready set, we're going going going all the way up