A noble spirit embiggens the smallest man
So just keep your head high then all is grand
Obsessed with the God, you could call him Stan
Timeshare shit, run appalling scams
You want me to feel sorry? Nah, I got no pity
You can't get bookings in your own city
Clamoring for the plus one, wanting to go with me
Lose track of gigs, oh mate, I'm so busy
Tour so much it's become second nature
Keep your guarantee, give a fuck about paper
I'm here to demonstrate there's nobody greater
Spotify me, tan through all your data
The fake make stacks, which I'm appalled at
I got more fucking talent swimming in my ballsack
Phone off the hook, can't get a call back
Check the stats, 'cause what I'm spitting is all facts

This is poetry, read it in your dusty books
If you can't keep up then you must be shook
My style's more dirty than a crusty hook
East Hull, Crown Heights, Marx, Ruste Juxx
This is poetry, read it in your dusty books
If you can't keep up then you must be shook
My style's more dirty than a crusty hook
East Hull, Crown Heights, Marx, Ruste Juxx

This is poetry in motion
This is devotion, causing all the commotion
These are the skills that pays the bills monthly
Now I can kick my feet up and live comfortably
Never will I fold in the face of frauds
Make the weak rise up and embrace the Gods
I wake up in the morning and piss greatness
Prove it to the world whenever I demonstrate this
Create this ill type of sound
New fire freestyle or I write down
The trendsetter better than y'all
Vic use a big pen or Baretta to brawl
Sacred scriptures I got for sale
Mama told me to knock you out, rock your bells
Quick to smack the spark out your face
Chop your dome off, then I chalk the case, shit is dead

This is poetry, read it in your dusty books
If you can't keep up then you must be shook
My style's more dirty than a crusty hook
East Hull, Crown Heights, Marx, Ruste Juxx
This is poetry, read it in your dusty books
If you can't keep up then you must be shook
My style's more dirty than a crusty hook
East Hull, Crown Heights, Marx, Ruste Juxx
This is poetry, read it in your dusty books
If you can't keep up then you must be shook
My style's more dirty than a crusty hook
East Hull, Crown Heights, Marx, Ruste Juxx
This is poetry, read it in your dusty books
If you can't keep up then you must be shook
My style's more dirty than a crusty hook
East Hull, Crown Heights, Marx, Ruste Juxx