Masterclass

I've been constantly tested, marked and degraded
But no matter what you hand to me i'll always ace it
Face it, im just too good with my penmanship
This my masterclass, but you suckas dont even know the basic

To write properly, let alone rap on beat
Count the steps, listen to the snare hit
And how many syllabus can you fit in a line
Add it with a bit of swag and you suckas ready to rhyme

Are you getting this? Am I too comprehensive
For you to comprehend this dont mean to be offensive but pick up a book expand your vocab
Like your girl does on her bed a bit lewd no cap

I feel the need to educate so you can do this properly
Teach the masses the art in rhythm and poetry
Honestly, this is not a gift its a curse
So listen close or you could end up in the next verse

Im the author to these word (sword), but im still in a rock
Im not like the other rappers I dont go on the cam a lot (camelot)
I dont strike a pose I pose a threat instead
Body bag for foe, bread for friends that's fact
Everyday is like friday of the 13th for me
I can't believe people are still sleeping on me
Shit, might go freddie krueger on the mass appeal
Paint the street red for them to see the masterpiece
Line up rappers who you think can beat me lyrically
None! The chances are zero of probability
How you gon shoot me down when i'm the arms dealer
My guns bigger cock back aim
Send you to your maker
I'm the bar king that's why they call me underdog
You can feel me coming, even if we miles apart
Kept my heart in a box too long reason I cant cop a feel (copperfield)
Anybody who wants beef dont forget the bill