(verse 1)

When I die I don't care if nothing will happen/

An afterlife cannot replace the one that I'm having/
So I'm stuck at top speed learning all I can't fathom/
'til it becomes second nature like walking or habits/

moving faster than asteroids that slingshot off of planets/
stopping can't be possibly managed without catastrophically crashing/
call me a savage 'cause I am rapping and diss every drop of my talent/

it doesn't make damage, subtle of massive/
no way I'm under command enough of these shackles/
arcane government tactics keeps eyes open up to the maximum/

one of the many reasons I'm not relaxing/
what I speak can possibly baffle as it's hard to imagine, it's tragic/
some have dreams and start with the planning then their heart sinks but have you/

ever thought your plan might work once it's in action/
!@$)gots have no will 'til you bring the subject of cash in/
I'm driven just to fix up what's around me I'll be here/


Chorus: Till my job's done, till my sword's blunt/
till my war's won, till there's not one problem/

I'll be here till it's all done, with no shortcuts/
Till I'm all humble but remain remorseless
I'll be here till my job's done, till my sword's blunt/

Till my war's won, till there's not one problem/
I'll be here till it's all done, with no shortcuts/
Till I'm all humble but remain remorseless, remorseless/


(verse 2)


You talk about kicking intelligent-ness if you are telling me this/
why in all of your songs there's no issues ever addressed/
not an intricate sentence in there/

not even a $#&@ing world with as little as seven letters in it/
apart from the biggest word from your mouth that has ever been said/
intelligence, %#@! you must be intelligent then/

I bet your brain could be supported by a pelican's neck/
What a waste of tendons and strength, veins vessels and flesh/
You may tell that I'm stressed see that fake type of an MC/

Doesn't deserve a place here let alone an entry/
But calm down Dispraze knows If you create foes/
Distractions may grow and sadly ain't no/

Time to waste sit on a seat reclined and wait/
As the world remains to change the time and date/
I insist precisely think 'til you decide and then/

apply the strength, my method/

Chorus


(verse 3)
Mother$#&@ers get half the story then star to comment/

On your art therefore they criticise and talk %#@!/
So you might inform me that I'm rhyming poorly/
But your sight's so short that it does not annoy me/

How hard is it to ignore me/
No you have to make sure that I know you're disappointed/
But keeping you all happy is not what my job is/

In fact if I offend, often/
More than likely I'll cause you to pause and store a portion/
Of the traumatizing info behind your forehead/

No remorse, unequivocally going forth/
Even a photo won't take me back from now there's no before/
No excuses if I did it I wanted to do it/

I wasn't influenced it's me controlling my movements/
God it'll be stupid and shockingly foolish/
Stopping before a conclusion I'll be coming off as just useless/

So I got to improve my focus until/

Chorus