Finally (2020)

Oh yes I feel blessed Though I'm pressed and still stressed A mess with these texts No less with these tests And yet I'm me best So get ready to let me Start off these bars heavy And get this fire down Target the wired-crown Implying I am trying To flip your Empire's sound I was shy in High-school Now look who isn't so quiet now And man my brain is Like a 29 inch clip And I can spit entire rounds My kid I said Isaac Can spit entire rounds All up in this spot I drop demos so hot I'll make it Hell's Town And not like how you box Or a Glock I don't stop At just twelve rounds And by the way it kicks off I don't Jam ooh damn Too fly I'll soon lift off Two pens do damage Won't tell you why I dissed you Threw hands to land them Say I made you pissed off You damn too sensitive Brush you off like brooms Fella you more sketch-ier Than cartoons Now you can take a hike Your presence spikes my tune But get me on this mic And I strike like boom Bring you dynamite From nine to noon This style you like Well my album's arriving soon People didn't know I can rap Until I started busting it Crushing lit beats With these lushly lips Thought I ruined your Image of me Nope I only adjusted it Man I've been shamed to this day You see old friends they fade Haven't talked since tenth grade Hits different when you've been quiet But it's the cold sprout that died Bury my past no looking back Kiss my old self good-bye And I don't act like I control the magic Toe-to-hatchet So damn ratchet Though I match it When I flow with atti- Tude through explosive accents Impulsive actions With opposing habits Suppose I haven't You know I'm adaptive Kill the show Hold the beat as captive I'm back (back) But no emotions with it I'ma snap (snap) And just roast you critics With a small dose Of these ferocious lyrics As I flow you'll notice that My whole approach is different Music is really my home I get this feeling inside of my bones When I'm ripping and spitting in my zone You see the smoke letting off my dome I'm back the most Bashing the foes Grabbing their throats Jabbing in flows Happily though Rap from the soul To grab and just hold The patterns that show That I'm bad-er than most Yeah yo Listen here I go About to spit this flow Mean with rhyme scheme I'ma hold on to it Tighter than a vice grip Hi I'm Isaac I'm nice with the flow Like a pair of dice And a bicycle So chill like ice and I'm cold Giving frostbites From this track and facts That it's something I condone I'm back and I'm rapping Until I'm back in my zone And it's facts that I'm tapping It right after your throne Like an axe to the back of that crap you call a dome Leave Imploding CEEN CRAZY go be We exposed him Released the whole team Undoubtedly we smoked him Not gonna keep poking The deceased wanna-be OG Won't be holding no victory Or L on someone so weak But this my warning I eat rappers that are poking My back and just show them My wrath and expose them Wreak havoc with these attacks Put into these tracks you're provoking Oh I'm totally eroding The whole thing so OD To these 40 flows unloading No defeat in my holding Oh my G O D I'm floating Get too close and I'm blowing With explosives I'm toting You think you're better than me But I fed you all of these beats While extremely shredding you CEEN I can demolish you body you Without even jotting or having to speak Merely a breath when I breathe Just admit you got caught in the shots And obviously properly bodied and owned Stop with the Lyrical-God you're not it You got no spot on the throne I can hop on your hottest and Honestly body it off of the top of the dome Damn Yeah Album coming soon It's the last time I'm doing these kind of flows