Lyrics

[Verse]
Yo, you claiming you the king, crown made of plastic,
Your rhymes weak, flows tragic, metronome static,
Watch me step in, game's over, no practice,
I'm the nightmare you encounter, real drastic.

[Chorus]
Shallow bars, cardboard cut-out, no depth,
I’m the crypt keeper, you ain't even prepped,
Spit heat, I'm volcanic when I rap,
Shockwaves, these punches gon' make 'em clap.

[Verse 2]
Front like a boss, but you lacking the sauce,
My pen sharp, cut deep, yeah, leave no loss,
Your so-called empire built to fall and floss,
I'm the architect of doom, forget the applause.

[Chorus]
Shallow bars, cardboard cut-out, no depth,
I’m the crypt keeper, you ain't even prepped,
Spit heat, I'm volcanic when I rap,
Shockwaves, these punches gon' make 'em clap.

[Bridge]
Your whole persona weaker than Wi-Fi in a tunnel,
Might survive the breeze, but you'll drown in the funnel,
I’m the storm, monsoon, your reign's a mere puddle,
Run back to basics, I’m here to unbundle.

[Verse 3]
Every line you spit gets lost in translation,
I’m the Rosetta Stone, speaking devastation,
Eyes wide open, I’m the real realization,
End of the delusion, your final destination.