Two Years Time / Untitled
What's your name?
Michael?
Michael?
What's your rap name?
Mirror Image?
Damn that's dope
Now I was almost 19 that night
That shit would change my life
And put me on a meta mission
That would blow my mind
To blow like dynamite
Open up their third eye
These muthafuckas acting blind
I gotchu in my sights (Nope)
All I see is blank faces
Women hit my phone
Now all I see is black lace
And
Where was that
Vibe
When we worked it out the basement
Bassheads
Bumpin all my shit
Rattlin masons
Man imma switch up my lane
Like I'm speeding through traffic
Lyricist or trap shit
Ain't that some magic
Ain't that some foul shit
You gotta have it
Story a classic
I come through
Reek havoc
I burn shit like acid
I'm living life lavish
Give me your favorite
I'll shatter their clavic
Oh shit that's tragic
Oh well it's habit
Compare me to no one
Well maybe B Rabbit shit
And give me two years time
Imma work harder
And stay on my grind
Dreams turn to reality
With every line
Imma conquer shit
Yeah taking my time
I said yeah
Gimme two years time
Imma work harder
And stay on my grind
Dreams turn to reality
With every line
Imma conquer shit
Yeah taking my time
I said yeah
Gimme two years time
Imma work harder
And stay on my grind
Dreams turn to reality
I could eviscerate a foe
With a flow that's like an eviction
Lyrical criminal
But where my conviction
Always out poppin pills
But where the prescription
Runnin circles round the verse
Its causing addiction
And I'm damn convincing
Lead the Chase like Vincent
Entourage squad deep
Even if half missin
On a fucking mission
Where my competition
Like Houdini on this beat
I'm a damn magician
And I'm never gunna stop
Boy never gunna quit
My nose to the grindstone
I'm feeling the grit
They actin too fake
Like they running a skit
And they running in place
While I'm running the game
They chasing my coattails
I'm chasing the fame
I hop on a beat
And I leave it aflame
I work for my last name
That's all I can claim
I don't need a stage name
That's given at birth
I'm milking this shit
Damn near all that it's worth
I'm icy on this
Call me King of the North
King of it All
Not for now but henceforth
In the animal kingdom
Imma goat
Not a sheep
So imma keep dreaming
While most of y'all sleep
I'm tryna win it all
Ya know get the clean sweep
Dive off the deep end
I'm in fucking deep
Yeah
And I love this shit
Damn I love this shit
Michael?
Michael?
What's your rap name?
Mirror Image?
Damn that's dope
Now I was almost 19 that night
That shit would change my life
And put me on a meta mission
That would blow my mind
To blow like dynamite
Open up their third eye
These muthafuckas acting blind
I gotchu in my sights (Nope)
All I see is blank faces
Women hit my phone
Now all I see is black lace
And
Where was that
Vibe
When we worked it out the basement
Bassheads
Bumpin all my shit
Rattlin masons
Man imma switch up my lane
Like I'm speeding through traffic
Lyricist or trap shit
Ain't that some magic
Ain't that some foul shit
You gotta have it
Story a classic
I come through
Reek havoc
I burn shit like acid
I'm living life lavish
Give me your favorite
I'll shatter their clavic
Oh shit that's tragic
Oh well it's habit
Compare me to no one
Well maybe B Rabbit shit
And give me two years time
Imma work harder
And stay on my grind
Dreams turn to reality
With every line
Imma conquer shit
Yeah taking my time
I said yeah
Gimme two years time
Imma work harder
And stay on my grind
Dreams turn to reality
With every line
Imma conquer shit
Yeah taking my time
I said yeah
Gimme two years time
Imma work harder
And stay on my grind
Dreams turn to reality
I could eviscerate a foe
With a flow that's like an eviction
Lyrical criminal
But where my conviction
Always out poppin pills
But where the prescription
Runnin circles round the verse
Its causing addiction
And I'm damn convincing
Lead the Chase like Vincent
Entourage squad deep
Even if half missin
On a fucking mission
Where my competition
Like Houdini on this beat
I'm a damn magician
And I'm never gunna stop
Boy never gunna quit
My nose to the grindstone
I'm feeling the grit
They actin too fake
Like they running a skit
And they running in place
While I'm running the game
They chasing my coattails
I'm chasing the fame
I hop on a beat
And I leave it aflame
I work for my last name
That's all I can claim
I don't need a stage name
That's given at birth
I'm milking this shit
Damn near all that it's worth
I'm icy on this
Call me King of the North
King of it All
Not for now but henceforth
In the animal kingdom
Imma goat
Not a sheep
So imma keep dreaming
While most of y'all sleep
I'm tryna win it all
Ya know get the clean sweep
Dive off the deep end
I'm in fucking deep
Yeah
And I love this shit
Damn I love this shit
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Parker
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