[Battle Starter] SEAN

(0:12)

My might, comes down like

A mother fuckin missile better check your hindsight

Cuz my mind-sight is locked on your mind like

It needs an explosive expert to delay this fine fight

Your skill is finite on this fine night, am I right? "White knight"

 

(0:24)

I come to excite

You come to despite

Don't get too close because I do bite

 

(0:30)

Lyrical complexion is perfection

when the weapon arsenal possessions

have direction, detection is imminent

innocent eviction distributed

Unlimited incidents where my instrument

exhibited lyrical dominance like an intricate militant

 

(0:42)

Guerrilla style warfare no support there only stoneware

So i'll take my share while I rise to the throne in my lair

 

(0:48)

Defeat is just fiction, I've got the key

The vault is now open, so follow me

The battle's now over, take a seat

 

(0:57)

Matter of fact, it just had to be