I was made for this shit as I born to
is the gift that I was in my time
the life that I have living
this is my time to shine I got the mic so tight
spit truth with all my mind
my words at night shining bright like a light
I painted pictures with my mind
telling stories in the struggle hustling everyday
all the rubble all the pain in the streets
I’m the voice of the streets
one mind the voice that isn’t heard
spitting fire on the mic with every single word my life
I’m the you’re my lyrical assassin
it’s ever been again my soul take time to listen my rhymes you treat you
I need some shit and be played
I’m a queen of today
I stand on my own this is my clones
this is my time I spend knowledge of this