Nacho vs The World (Cypher)

my microphone my gavel cuz I'm layin' down the law

these other cats rappin' bout trappin' thinkin they are raw

runnin' from my name like they got a booty call

shootin' bars like John Wall passin' hands like Chris Paul

when the pen touch the paper, I turn into a beast

better bow take prayer, cuz you diss like you Meek

I'm goin' back to back margin to margin ragin' like I'm a spartan

you better turn over the mic cuz you playin' like James Harden

I'm bout to dominate the playin' field and no I don't bargain

your soldiers have fallen

your sovereign is callin'

better retreat cuz I'm ballin'

yo mister Charlemagne I'm askin' wheres the respect

rappin' from the Midwest and i have one simple request

stop playin' garbage on the radio the shit is a mess

I'm battlin' all of these pawns like a game of chess

but must I remind you I'm a king bestowed upon these bars that I commence

and its a hundred years war divided by two

burn the House of Valois down with the fire I produce

when my rhymes get spread across the nation like an epidemic

all these rappers gonna get suspended cuz they bars offensive

and no I'm not messin; they haven't learned all my lessons

I use all my senses to detect meaning in essence

I could never fuck your bitch cuz shes at the end of a sentence

and did I mention that I smoke Cubans at the reunion

call me Fidel Nacho bring it down like it's a conclusion

I'm gettin' all of this bread like I am at a communion

but sorry I'm not perfect i am a fallible human

and I'm cruisin' juicin' droppin' bombs like I am Harry Truman

gravitation keep the bars in motion like I am Isaac Newton

 

 

I'm flowin' and closin' and rippin' the gaps

you choking and growin' and countin' the stacks

I'm takin' and breakin' and eatin' the cake

you fakin' and shakin' and beatin' the snake

so stop and listen to what I have to say

I might be white but you still can relate

so wait and count all of my bars

the count is so high you will reach to the stars

so if y = mx + b then I'm constantly improvin'

put skill on the axis I'm not tryna be confusing

the rate of change of my lyrics over time is alluding

to the force of rhymes in an algebraic solution

so I keep goin' hard in the pad trackin' my progression

rappin' not my profession but rather a major obsession

it allows me to spark attention and make connections

the skeptics thought I couldn't make but that's entirely subjective

I'm breakin' new levels of intelligence

the MCs irrelevant

gettin' into my element

into my zone these lyrics go past your dome

my level unknown

I'm constantly on the roam

like Constantine on the throne

my destiny set in stone

I envision that I'll blow up like a drone

but I'ma keep on goin' hard until I reach the gravestone