One (Sword)
Yo
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored
Boy I glide on these 808s
Amazing Grace
Heiroglyphic
Papyrus paper when I scribble this
Sci-fi manuscript
Pick your poison
I come from royalty
Deliverin' recordings
Learned from older Gods before me
Some in existence
Some ascended
So mind your manners
Pull your britches up
Loose lippin
An idle mind the devil's playground
A garden full of weeds
So hit your knees
Pull them roots up
Talkin' about that meditation
You medicated
Just walkin' blind
You give 'em light
They say you preachin
Then you're Illuminati if you get successful
These niggas be reachin
Don't indulge inside the peasantry
My weaponry is Sun-Tzu
My speech is Farrakhan
I'm duckin' the skin bleachers
They was pointin' at the balcony
How you let them lead you
I see through
Eyes wide
Mental is the inner prize
Disconnect the negatives
Right
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Yo
Let me sharpen my sword
Sprinkle ink inside the red lines
In between the blues
This type of news is therapeutic
Light the fuse of the youth
A double entrendre
A daily mantra
Align the chakra
You scrollin' through imposters with a vice grip
Can't imitate the likeness
Look twice before you buy into forgery
No fiction in this jurisdiction
Muslim or Christian
You keep fuelin' that fire
You gone burn all them bridges
Common sense'll say your dialect
Attractin' every circumstance
Dancin' with the evil lurkin
Tuggin' at your innocence
I stay sharp
My footprint implanted in the soil
I couldn't ignore what they left to explore
This is wizardry
My weaponry is Malcolm
The outcome
Revenge for
Slaughtered righteous teachers by
Skin bleachers committin' treason
Who abuse the powerless
Plot twist
Tables turn
You gone get just what you came for
Right
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored
Boy I glide on these 808s
Amazing Grace
Heiroglyphic
Papyrus paper when I scribble this
Sci-fi manuscript
Pick your poison
I come from royalty
Deliverin' recordings
Learned from older Gods before me
Some in existence
Some ascended
So mind your manners
Pull your britches up
Loose lippin
An idle mind the devil's playground
A garden full of weeds
So hit your knees
Pull them roots up
Talkin' about that meditation
You medicated
Just walkin' blind
You give 'em light
They say you preachin
Then you're Illuminati if you get successful
These niggas be reachin
Don't indulge inside the peasantry
My weaponry is Sun-Tzu
My speech is Farrakhan
I'm duckin' the skin bleachers
They was pointin' at the balcony
How you let them lead you
I see through
Eyes wide
Mental is the inner prize
Disconnect the negatives
Right
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Yo
Let me sharpen my sword
Sprinkle ink inside the red lines
In between the blues
This type of news is therapeutic
Light the fuse of the youth
A double entrendre
A daily mantra
Align the chakra
You scrollin' through imposters with a vice grip
Can't imitate the likeness
Look twice before you buy into forgery
No fiction in this jurisdiction
Muslim or Christian
You keep fuelin' that fire
You gone burn all them bridges
Common sense'll say your dialect
Attractin' every circumstance
Dancin' with the evil lurkin
Tuggin' at your innocence
I stay sharp
My footprint implanted in the soil
I couldn't ignore what they left to explore
This is wizardry
My weaponry is Malcolm
The outcome
Revenge for
Slaughtered righteous teachers by
Skin bleachers committin' treason
Who abuse the powerless
Plot twist
Tables turn
You gone get just what you came for
Right
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Let me sharpen my sword
I play with heaux when I'm bored nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Keenan Bell
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