Shadow Vendetta

Yo, step up to the mic, but you ain't got the fire Spittin' weak bars over beats that retire Rhythm and flow, now you just mumblin' noise No rhyme in your spine just a counterfeit voice I build from the ground with that spoken word punch Droppin' truth bombs while you lunch on the brunch Beat-driven tracks got my heart in the bass You chase the fame, but you lost in the chase Sampling legends, you sample the scraps DJ techniques, yours is straight from the traps Puttin' in my crown with your plastic-ass crown I'll bury you deep watch the whole scene go down This hip-hop's mine, raw and untamed Rappin' over the rhythm, leavin' fakes inflamed Spoken word blunder on instrumental fire You cross this line, feel the wrath of the cypher Beat-driven fury, samplin' the soul DJ spins that cut deep, takin' full control Anger in my veins, threaten every line Fist you to dust, now bow to the grind You think you can rap, that's a laugh in the dark No depth in your words just a spark when they're marked I craft these verses like weapons of war Rhyme and precision, leavin' you sore Over those heavy beats, I command the storm Your flow's a drizzle, mine's the poem, it's warm Steal my style, I'll expose the theft With samples that hit like a breast stealin' left Turntables scratchin' your ego to shreds Drum machines poundin', nails in your head Threatenin' your spot, yeah, I'm comin' for blood Hip-hop's true heart, risin' up from the mud Pause for a sec, let the beat breathe heavy Feel the bass rumble, know I'm far from levee You fake the essence, but I live the code Spoken delivery on this endless road One wrong move and your world's gonna crack I'll wrap you to ruins no comin' back Final round, I'm loadin' Rick O'Led Your crew's disbanded, leavin' nothin' but dread Rhythmic assault Rhymin' like a blade Over tracks that sample your masquerade DJ techniques, twistin' your lives into knots Beat-driven empire, connectin' the dots Emotional rage in every syllable spat Threatenin' the throne, now you flat on your back This is hip-hop, pure and unchanged Out on the mic, you just feelin' the pain This hip-hop's mine, raw and untamed Rappin' over the rhythm, leavin' fakes inflamed Spoken word thunder on instrumental fire You cross this line, feel the wrath of the scythe Beat-driven fury, sable in the soul DJ spins that cut deep, takin' full control Anger in my veins, threaten every line Diss you to dust, now bow to the grind Diss you to dust, now bow to the grind Diss you to dust, now bow to the grind Diss you to dust, now bow to the grind