Shards
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
I'm so sick of this bullshit
Making it plain at the start
This verse an exhibition
I intend to be paid for the art
Build this shit from the ground up
You'll only be known if you stay in the charts
Keeping it blunt you ain't wanting the smoke
I get to the point when I'm playing with darts
Fuck the attempts you contenders will
Never be swatting me down I'm the lord of the flies
Solid with bars when I serve you a sentence
The greatest of teachers had taught us with time
King of the countryside come to collect
But I doubt that you rappers affording the tithes
All of ya disses are killing me man
So I'm making my art an immortal reply
Damn right I talk shit but I follow through I been fresh
Couldn't be more see through if I polished you with windex
Disrespect chin checked swing fists and I wind chests
A lever action when I send shots they flick switches turn vents off
My moves too lowkey for you to ever get a better sketch of
Make the shit sound easy now cuz it is to me and I can't stop
So let's watch the empire build I got a mindstate, most die to feel
Those brighter times are gonna light a fire when I'm riding higher just to fight the chills
Made this shit my purpose so I won't be swerving off the course
Ain't no giving up on this it ain't an option I endorse
I think that I've said enough so I might let the profit talk
I just keep the speakers knocking til I'm knocking at ya door
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
Elevate the bar
Cut to the chase you get grazed with shards
I broke the glass I break your heart
Battery low had to take some charge
Said 2020 I was not letting up damn was I right
Now I'm finna run it back put it in turbo stay out my circle planning my strike
I'm going to work invest and come up
Jumped in a bunch of contests and won some respect from others
Made 'em all melt when when I toasted a beat that's my bread and butter
Now I see rappers be trying to bite my shit I'm fed the fuck up
Fuck is you doing lil boy? You don't even try to hide it
Yep I'm expectin' funds
We all know you can't rap like this
Shattered your dreams and I hold the shard to the vocal part of your local artist
The best in the area till I pull up make em ghost depart back to home recharge and repeat
Open my notes let the arsenal speak
I got these rappers admittin' I'm better I got em regrettin' the heart on their sleeve
This down to a tee
Click it and gun it you better go think 'fore you run up
Inflictin' the punches make em kick all the buckets
Ain't nobody in the discussion
Man I cannot sleep because I know that it is the witty lil cousin of death
Gotta stay up the singles are coming
I double my worth and I triple the fucks I don't give
I'm shutting up all of you kids and I'm running
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
I'm so sick of this bullshit
Making it plain at the start
This verse an exhibition
I intend to be paid for the art
Build this shit from the ground up
You'll only be known if you stay in the charts
Keeping it blunt you ain't wanting the smoke
I get to the point when I'm playing with darts
Fuck the attempts you contenders will
Never be swatting me down I'm the lord of the flies
Solid with bars when I serve you a sentence
The greatest of teachers had taught us with time
King of the countryside come to collect
But I doubt that you rappers affording the tithes
All of ya disses are killing me man
So I'm making my art an immortal reply
Damn right I talk shit but I follow through I been fresh
Couldn't be more see through if I polished you with windex
Disrespect chin checked swing fists and I wind chests
A lever action when I send shots they flick switches turn vents off
My moves too lowkey for you to ever get a better sketch of
Make the shit sound easy now cuz it is to me and I can't stop
So let's watch the empire build I got a mindstate, most die to feel
Those brighter times are gonna light a fire when I'm riding higher just to fight the chills
Made this shit my purpose so I won't be swerving off the course
Ain't no giving up on this it ain't an option I endorse
I think that I've said enough so I might let the profit talk
I just keep the speakers knocking til I'm knocking at ya door
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
Crack the ceilings shatter glass
Slash your pack up with the shards
Put my country on my back
So check the facts I raise the bar
Elevate the bar
Cut to the chase you get grazed with shards
I broke the glass I break your heart
Battery low had to take some charge
Said 2020 I was not letting up damn was I right
Now I'm finna run it back put it in turbo stay out my circle planning my strike
I'm going to work invest and come up
Jumped in a bunch of contests and won some respect from others
Made 'em all melt when when I toasted a beat that's my bread and butter
Now I see rappers be trying to bite my shit I'm fed the fuck up
Fuck is you doing lil boy? You don't even try to hide it
Yep I'm expectin' funds
We all know you can't rap like this
Shattered your dreams and I hold the shard to the vocal part of your local artist
The best in the area till I pull up make em ghost depart back to home recharge and repeat
Open my notes let the arsenal speak
I got these rappers admittin' I'm better I got em regrettin' the heart on their sleeve
This down to a tee
Click it and gun it you better go think 'fore you run up
Inflictin' the punches make em kick all the buckets
Ain't nobody in the discussion
Man I cannot sleep because I know that it is the witty lil cousin of death
Gotta stay up the singles are coming
I double my worth and I triple the fucks I don't give
I'm shutting up all of you kids and I'm running
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Writer(s): Joao Rodrigues, Ryan Michael Thrupp
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