Nature

I was born with this greatness, spitting perfect is basic/ Since they spitting that fake shit, they turn stop like a brake shift/ I am never complacent, always striving for more/ Trying to get to the point where it’s no luggage on tour/ Stay raw to the core, never fold under pressure/ When I walk through the door, the whores see something so special/ I aint trying to impress you, I do these at my leisure/ Words put your soul on ice, the flow Eldridge Cleaver/ At the podium, in the house, I’m the speaker/ This my symposium, your hear the words out speaker/ I be killing every feature, that’s why I’m rarely featured/ Yeah the verse is fully loaded, they comes with all the features/ Different type of creature, drink lava, spit ether/ Bringing bars back, a resurrection called the flow easter/ And they can’t f*ck with me either, they know better, it’s no secret/ I blow cheddar on gold pieces, destroy shit for no reason/ Yeah the voice is a groove, making surfaces move/ Make a diamond with rhyming and start dropping them jewels/ And even with the same size, couldn’t walk in my shoes/ And on top is the perfect position to lose/ That’s why I don’t snooze, never catch me slipping/ My whole vibe is a mood, in the cut like incisions/ Yeah I stay on a mission, my pen game is vicious/ Rappers got a couple bars but they lack precision/ Steady hoping and wishing, that I’m losing my vision/ But I’m steadily winning, only thing losing is victims/ I’m a part of the system, but unplugged from the matrix/ As these bars as my witness, guess that’s making a statement/ I swear on my notebook, this how Goat look/ And they sound like recipes, so it’s time I go cook/ In the kitchen I’m whipping, cooking verses like dishes/ And I’m bout that action, like “F*ck! That’s Delicious”