Nature's Force

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You talk ghetto but you don't let the ghetto talk to you.
High like Sopranos, hope that note won't be your falsetto.
Go lower than vibrato, I'm a musical person, with each verse.
I'm breaking your theories, when I come they say "Hear he, Hear He."
Alleviate your claims, your name isn't the same after dissing me.
I'm Sydney and Italy in one, you get me, literally the product of violins.
You can't pull me, no strings attached, figure me out, how?
Complexity of Pianissimo, brag in Spanish, soy magnifico.
You can't catch me though, police files see your RICO cases, face that.
I rise gradual, waiting for opportunity like crescendos, then fly out the blow.
Watch how I go, when I write my raps, they're not trapped rather classical.
Underground flow, thunderous sounds so, I'm a force of nature.
I don't need a gun to shoot my raps, greed can come to boost my acts.
Everything I do is progressive, reboot my past?
Anything you do, you relax with it, I'm shooting pass my class now.
My goal is to be a whole package, taped and shipped then I made it.
 
Row by row, I have dreams of people listening.
Show after show, my chapter isn't over when I'm still speaking.
Go for more, ride the last wave just to create my own, breaching the surface.
You know those things, lows and highs but I'd still show my throne I reside.
All that aside, I'd still go for my goals, against it then like Mike Jack, beat it.
Want to evade beef, don't strike back, best let me do my thing and you do you.
I bring something, best cherish it, but don't go lavish over it.
Don't call me your messiah, your savior, your eternal fire, one of your players.
I do this for my own benefit, the others affected are the side effects with it.
Read the label, they don't see it until money's on the table.
Somebody's going to be unstable when the flow's slow, faithfulness isn't with him.
I pull this from within, that's why some of my old told stories took hours.
While this took minutes, I booked it but still kept the pages, made it for the ages.
Heal my soul like sages, but I'm always going to kill those who say they're the latest.
Can I get somebody to translate for me, might speak Japanese for the last line.
Anata wa watashi no kurasu ni inainode, torisugite kudasai.

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Rizka
Member since December 2 2022

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