[1st Verse]

Yo, Real skill

Hear what I do, hear what I spill
I bring a different heat, the type you feel when you kill
Cus I am one with the beat, Yea, I complete and fulfill

You think of God and see me, Cus I'm the real deal
I learn a lot from the streets, I put my heart to my will
Cus this is more than a dream, this is a hunt for a mill

Cus people hustle for food and gangstas kill for a bill
I only kill when I should, Cus that pains to $#&@en ill
It leaves you dead in the head, it make you question what's real

No pills could put you to bed, nothing could make you sit still
You close your eyes and see red, Cus that's the blood that they spilled
So don't forget what I said, Cus that's the truth when you kill.


[Hook] Cus look respect is what I'm pouring, I'm so fly that I be soaring
Breaking ankles, crossing over, slamming down like Michael Jordan

Pushing lots of different angles, smashing boards and spinal columns
I'm not leaving you with samples, I'm not weak, I can't afford it
I bring heat and that's a verdict, fearing me cus I'm a serpent

You can hear my lyrics slurring, I'm so hot I stared burning
When I spit it fits in perfect, I could see the table turning
When I flow I get to merking, Son of Lyric always serving



[2nd Verse] Look, I'm a go down to hell, just to appreciate heaven

Wish the devil farewell, then, flick him off with eleven
There's too much brain in my cells, can you relate what I sending
I got no time to misspell, I got no time for offending

I got a story to tell, so there's no time for pretending
My hearts as hard as a shell, so any bullet is bending
There's so much nerve in my cells, there's so much pride in my spittin

Control the world like cartels, and bring extent to my spending's
Cus I got too much to say, I got a head full of lyrics


Yea, every morning I pray, and every night I have visions
I bring lines that can slay, I'm bringing fame without gimmicks
You need a well-planned escape, and all I need is decision

I never make a mistake, I only strike with precision
And if there's money at stake then I'm a trained mathematician
But if there's ruling to make, then I'm the head politician

Cus I cause planets to shake and I make stars reposition
I wanna write for my race until we reach our extinction,
Cus when I grab I embrace, and then I make my inventions

I'm bringing shame to your face, I kill the beat like a victim
But I aint catching a case, Cus I'm a goon and a ninja
Cus I'm on a mission, with intentions to reposition musicians

Without division of my inner visions,
Cus my decisions are my inventions, and my position in this existence
Is insufficient so I need to transition my transmission,

Of being a superstition, to being an impression of competition
Without extinction.
[Yea...Son of Lyric... Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo...]


[Hook] I said, respect is what I'm pouring, I'm so fly that I be soaring
Breaking ankles, crossing over, slamming down like Michael Jordan

Pushing lots of different angles, smashing boards and spinal columns
I'm not leaving you with samples, I'm not weak, I can't afford it
I bring heat and that's a verdict, fearing me cus I'm a serpent

You can hear my lyrics slurring, I'm so hot I stared burning
When I spit it fits in perfect, I could see the table turning
When I flow I get to merking, Son of Lyric always serving


[Yea...Son of Lyric...Real skill ^!$$%...Uh...Yea...]