Makin My Mark

I'm gonna make my mark like the Christians's religious cross

I'm insane yet in control, I'm your delirious boss

I clean up everything like a meticulous floss

So everything you lose is a privileged loss

Yes i'm serious of course

This is a series of course of events

I'm so fast like a furious horse

I'm telling you truths these are critical thoughts

Make you remember your roots like your umbilical cord

The truth is quite clear, not like a flickering torch

Separating me from hip hop, a wicked divorce

I want to change the game using not physical force

I'll add flavour to this rap meal like a delicious sauce

It is not like magic or sorcery

It's more like fantastic forgery

This verses i create, changes the rap game like surgery

And don't test me, you're not my teacher

your girl doesn't know how to blow, so i'll teach her

I don't like you, and it seems she doesn't either

Let me pause for a moment, i'm gonna take a breather

*breathes*

I just took a breath

Let me resume, delivering your death

I just stepped out of the shower lookin fresh to death

If you sittin on my records then your ass is deaf

I have no secret motives, no hidden agenda

Only the power of influence turn the whole gang against ya

I was never in it for the fame or fortune

Despite that, still going for a tour soon

You always rappin angry and always singing in the wrong tune

you got a little thunder in you like u thor's goon

Kids love me like cartoon, adults love me like porn

You're a devil with halos I'm an angel with horns

Some say hip hop is dead, or hip hop has been gone

When my mommy gave birth, hip hop was re-born