[Verse] As a kid thought very logical Solved equations, methodical An audible is run toss me the ball hear the gun and Im off Near the loft, ski Ice cold my palms be Regardless of the temperature Pen and pad write a mental blur Quick, a slick kick from the bic make you click click Aw shit, with my writing always nit pick Anyway earned this type of skill mister Hemingway Actually Im blessed, the test to be a blessing I rest under protection of the Lord of lord and King of kings Behold the sword the sting it brings To the enemy it rings the bell Let him know were coming And theres nothing he can do about it but to doubt it and Try his best reroute it but Aint no changing outfit, we sprouted and so he outed Peace Ends the lease, cease release of the disease Hope we feel the slam Batista bomb Preach the real don Row echelon formation cause its Davaun But what we really talking bout I dont really know, on the low I just go with it Moving slow with it or I speed it up and heat it up So much kinetic energy you need to tuck and roll out Like an autobot transform Tell them storm the front No swarm I hunt alone All for all or one Conform to none, a stone Skipping on the water like missed the boat check the charter Immunity diplomatic, ecstatic were moving forward And onward to victory, I can see it epiphany This is it for me A symphony of all my thoughts together The flow is so natural but they steady calling it clever however Just say thank you and keep perfecting my craft Dont let it get to my head and start disrespecting my class The past, present and future Im still the same only better Vendetta with an oppressor keep you wrong side of the lever Or whatever
davaun, batista, click, outed, autobot