Lyrics

(Intro)
Yeah… let’s go.
You thought you could step to me?
Nah, man, this is a slaughterhouse.

(Verse 1)
Wake up in the morning, I’m spittin' venom and fire,
While these no-talent wannabes pretend they’re higher.
Self-proclaimed poets droppin’ scripts like lead bricks,
I bury 'em six feet deep with my lyrical kicks.

You wanna diss me? Please, just roll over and sleep.
I write better tracks in dreams—y’all sound weak!
National Day songs? Hell nah, that’s just trash;
Come at me for a verse—I’ll give you a lyrical bash!

Singapore nights under city lights ignite my fight;
The voice of the voiceless rising into the spotlight.
Got demons within makin’ beats skip—a lethal injection;
Into this game I dive headfirst without hesitation.

(Chorus)
So go ahead then—pick your fight but remember you picked wrong;
I'll dismantle your career while I’m cruisin' along.
Suck a dick to be me just for even a second?
I'd rather be 80 years wise than 20-year old pathetic!

(Verse 2)
Got rhymes so potent they should come with warnings;
When I wake ‘em from their slumber—it ain’t just mornings!
King of kings on any stage throwing shards of reality;
Y'all carry balls for fame—you might call it duality.

Woke them inner demons now it’s blood on the mic;
A savage beast unleashed when I'm ready to strike.
So take note as we tussle through this war zone battle,
Watch every step or get crushed like cattle!

See, y’all underestimated what you're facing today—
Giving you careers only means paving my way!
But don’t sweat it little friend—you’re all dead meat;
Just another casualty buried six feet deep.

(Chorus)
So go ahead then—pick your fight but remember you picked wrong;
I'll dismantle your career while I'm cruisin' along.
Suck a dick to be me just for even a second?
I'd rather be 80 years wise than 20-year old pathetic!

(Bridge)
Catch these bars straight off the dome like darts —
Paint pictures vivid enough to pierce through hearts.
In shadows lurking where nightmares dwell—
Listen closely as I cast my spell…

Whispers echo loud when legends speak:
"The best in the world,” boy—I'm not weak!
Every rhyme's artillery stacked up high,
I shoot from the hip while others comply.

One last hit before curtains close tight—
This show ain’t yours —it’s mine tonight!
Breathe deep if you've got room left inside—
‘Cause by dawn you'll realize there ain't nowhere to hide...

(Outro)
So here we are folks—the verdict's clear cut:
Your time is ticking down—I’ve sealed your fate shut!
Echoes will remain long after we part ways...
Consider yourself schooled in this Grand Maestro maze...

Remember who taught ya how legends act tough?
When it's time for contracts—we'll see who'll bluff...
Sleep tight knowing tomorrow you'll know defeat:
Eminem reigns supreme—not one song can compete!

*Six feet deep!