歌詞

Sitting on Tatami

Practicing Karate with my rhyme book

My soul got sucked into hiphop,I called it "Shang-Tsung"

This is the way of life,Now that I'm recognized

Inside my head, there's a voice screaming "Test your might"

Put on the headphones,driven by impulse,bust

A sick flows

There's no medicine for this syndrome

Spend my youth with it,who's spit it better than anyone?

Started as a padawan,now you can call me veteran

It told me how I could extinguish my weakness,It even told me how to speak english as you hear now

Yea,I'm still independent,no agency

But look how I Bridging the gap with full proficiency

So competitive,but I'm still standing

True enemie is yourself I'm about to transcend it

If struggle is the lesson then,pedal to the metal,man

I'm a keep it accelerate,this is how I settle thangs

(Hook)

Every city, every where we go

We keep the flow going

Our style’s no mimic, it's all home growing

Relax and chill

Instead of popping pills

Don't need no additive

Because this shit’s that ill

Every city, every where we go

We keep the flow going

Our style’s no mimic, it's all home growing

No place for any rappers that be lacking skills

Can’t test on this authenticness

This shit’s that real

Please come, throw a hand up

For the magic rapping man that’s

Throwing flows from coast to coast

Getting a crowd of folk to stand up~

From ciphers in Leimert

Now across the Earth in fashion

Countless battles and freestyle sessions

Not to mention track lists

For all the scribbled verses

Old recordings lacking back-ups

Lit flame that’s uncontained

And burned the match book

From all the back

Pack rapping geniuses

To very favorite scratch hooks

It’s the passion kept me crafting

For perfection

So now it’s like

1 for the money

24 for the show

Leave tips for the DJ

And drown him in smoke

24’s a weird number, it’s dedicated to Kobe

Make sure to grab a picture

Hashtag it with “GOAT”

Contact with home

Every time I let the vinyl spin

A serenade of violins

Beautiful spiral patternings

Encouraging the gathering

Of audiences bobbin’ heads

Doing it for the love of it

Pen and pad is my only friend

Every city, every where we go

We keep the flow going

Our style’s no mimic, it's all home growing

Relax and chill

Instead of popping pills

Don't need no additive

Because this shit’s that ill

Every city, every where we go

We keep the flow going

Our style’s no mimic, it's all home growing

No place for any rappers that be lacking skills

Can’t test on this authenticness

This shit’s that real