[Chorus 1]
I'm on my subliminal shit
You can bet that I'm taking that risk
Shot straight to your brain like a blick
When I’m spitting my shit, I don’t miss
My lyrics load into the clip
Bang, bang, I’m lettin’ you live
Every bar is a bullet, you know they got substance
I ain’t using no hollow tips
[Verse 1]
Born with the heart of Kunta Kinte
Don’t give a fuck what he or she say
From my roots I will arise
Steppin’ off that ground where we play
Real big steppers ain’t no disguise
Steppin’ up like a fuckin’ DJ
Rich spirit, you can see it in my eyes
Make sure all my flows are cold, no Bennett
Looking for a new genre? I’m in it
Know that I’m a die hard ‘til I win it
Same as all my idols in spirit
So to keep growing I had to pivot
New me four years aftеr two digits
One five, I went coppеd me that ticket
On that stage said “give me a minute”
Broke through what they thought was my limit
I'm subliminal, winning, and fighting my demons
Passing the ceiling where you ain't in my vision
My soul and my spirit a cosmic collision
Like an off track star tryna find where it's missin'
I ain't missin', I'm just shittin'
On all the niggas that's convinced I'm pretending
Know they can't all relate to these feelings
So I'm shedding light on just how I been livin’
I been inhibited, limited, takin’ all that I’m given
And been committed to winning
Goin’ to get it, I’m feelin’ it
Facing my demons in my mind
On the grind, hardpressed for my momma to see her baby shine
And then I’ll dine with those who love the rhyme repose
Livin’ in music feel like I’m lyin’ in gold
Or lyin’ atop my goal, never lyin’ for roles
Niggas lyin’ for hoes I ain’t lyin’ I’m on
Carefully flipping through all the lines and flows
And every line gon’ flow, tell me the fuck is a no show, nigga?
I don’t know how to stop, I’m on go mode, nigga
All the passion I got just help my name get bigger
I can rap even if I ain’t in that picture
Who said for you to be real you gotta become a killer?
[Chorus 2]
I'm on my subliminal shit
You can bet that I'm taking that risk
Shot straight to your brain like a blick
When I’m shooting my shit, I don’t miss
My lyrics load into the clip
Bang, bang, I’m lettin’ you live
Every bar is a bullet you know they got substance
I ain’t using no hollow tips
[Verse 2]
You hear me spit, you see my commitment
Made all of my beats, you bet I did that shit
I won’t ever release nothing that I don’t get
Made this shit for me, y’all just listenin’ in
I pull up to the plate, they just whistlin' in
To try and rock my style, them niggas missin' it
So they kissin' up when I start dissin' 'em
As if I'm giving out stars like Michelin
Now they wishing to see my strength inverted
And me reverted to when I felt deserted
My EP meant to leave niggas alerted
But I really wrote it cuz I was disconcerted
Main disk inserted? Disc number two
Had a lot of baggage, came outta the blue
Poured out the tea instead of letting it brew
Steamed out my stress so I could start anew
With a brand new crew, and yeah we making it through
Don’t plan to comment on conclusions drew
Or get up in arms about a bad review
My own happiness is what I plan to pursue
So I can't let nobody push my focus askew
Them niggas only get to see what I'm allowing them to
They put on my shoes and start sipping the dew
To try and do what I do, because they know I’m on that
[Chorus 3]
Subliminal shit
You can bet that I'm taking that risk
Shot straight to your brain like a blick
When I’m shooting my shit I don’t miss
My lyrics load into the clip
