Letter to the Silly Kids

A letter to my silly kids, come on and make a fist
Fear has no power over this, you know my mission is
To break your neck like this

(Alright, alright)
I found the mojo, and I'ma spit it like the lyrically
Gifted misfit that I is with all credit to the Ghost
Cuz I'm not solo, hello my name is Down Giant
I made it to the mic now I'm beggin' for your compliance
That's a no-go, you're sittin' heavy in your power seat
But in a couple minutes you'll be bouncin' off your feet
Just like a yo-yo, I'm trying to liven up your old soul
And hit you with the beat because I'm tired of hearing so-so
A rhetoric medic, y'all better never forget it
Or you'll regret your apathetic view of lyrical etiquette
Abusing the alphabet to offend the Magnificent isn't innocent
The devil charges rent like Connecticut
And I will nod my head to anything that is excellent
Or a testament to the presence of I AM, cuz I am
Using the element of poetry for the sake of Him
Until my lungs give up or my eyes go dim

A letter to my silly kids, come on and make a fist
Fear has no power over this, you know my mission is
To break your neck like this

I want to rock like no one's watching
But they're watching so I'm squatting
The inner-me enemy is an anemone
Stingin' the blessin' of being a better me
Let me see everything I wanna be for thee
Being a beacon of ending the fear in me
I'm cruising down the open freeway
Blasting all these banging mixtapes
I'm singin' the rhythm of breaking the prison and
Ringin' the ears of the peers in the wagon
I'm taggin' and baggin' the demons like bacon
The beats that He makin' are breakin' the chains
Ya, a puppet string snipper
God picked up the slack and started mashin' with the clippers
Now that's the Father-God beating god-fathers, with no limit to
Killing the fear that they be flickin' on me, trying to get me to slip
But the mic is what I'm gripping and the riffs are what I'm rippin'
And everything I bring is gonna have the meters clippin'
This is water for your marathon, fresh outta
Siskatchewanisipi where my brothers be reppin' it, ya

A letter to my silly kids, come on and make a fist
Fear has no power over this, you know my mission is
To break your neck like this
(Like this, like this y'all)
A letter to my silly kids, come on and make a fist
Fear has no power over this, you know my mission is
To break your neck like this

(Now here's a letter to my nemesis)
I'm sick of your facade so fear my God when He finna break it down
And fear the silly kids, a billion and God'll take you down
Anybody who knows anything knows that you're going down

(Strike down that giant if you're with me now)

A letter to my silly kids, come on and make a fist
Fear has no power over this, you know my mission is
To break your neck like this
To break your neck like this

(Now take it home)