Revelation$

my words and verbs far out, floatin in space

cosmic lyricism, killin, leavin without a trace

im a general with similes composed of 60 syllables

retreat or get beat by the bars i be puttin you through/

slice up mc's my flow a double edged katana

im still elite even if i dont rock balenciaga

cos im a full tank of diesel, dankest of the peoples

new nation rising, we not soft or feeble/

feel the ground shake walls vibrate when im on the speakers

i could be a public speaker give lectures on the freshest sneakers

but im a dark creature instill fear through opponents ears

i refrain from using physical, hittin you with verbal heaters/

im one of a few, call it a select minority

the majority of wannabes wanna box but they wallabies

no kangaroos, its atomic warfare up in the booth

you'll soon hear revelations of your girl giving me a hand or two/

i handle fools in gangsta moods

simultaneously handle feuds

you handle foods, you don't handle tools

you know you ain't a savage dude