I see thorough your smile

Lyrics

Verse 1 Yo, I stepped out the house, sun shinin’ like it’s new, Got my mind on a mission, hear the beat pushin’ through, In the shadows of the city, where dreams turn to rust, But I’m hustlin’ hard, man, yo, I gotta trust, Every step that I take, I’m watchin’ my back, In a world full of snakes, gotta keep my facts intact, I see behind your words like a mirror and reflection, Spittin’ fire in the booth, feel that heat in my section. Chorus I see behind your words, when you try to disguise, All those pretty little lies, man, I’m wise to your guise, With the heart of a lion, I’m the king of this throne, In this lyrical jungle, I’m never alone. Verse 2 Remember the alleys where we played as kids? Dreamin’ ‘bout the figures, stackin’ up like pyramids, Got the soul of a poet, heart heavy with bars, Like Slim, pushin’ limits, spittin’ verses from Mars, But I ain’t just a gimmick, check my lyrical stance, I’m dancin’ with the rhythm, givin’ everybody a chance, To hear the truth echo, through the struggles of life, Like a knife runnin’ deep, cuttin’ through all the strife. Chorus I see behind your words, when you try to disguise, All those pretty little lies, man, I’m wise to your guise, With the heart of a lion, I’m the king of this throne, In this lyrical jungle, I’m never alone. Verse 3 So don’t come at me sideways, I’m sharp as a blade, With the ghost of old school, every line that I laid, Picture perfect vision, like a canvas of dreams, I’m painting the struggle while the world bursts at the seams, Yeah, I’m grindin’ for the future, holdin’ tight to my past, With a story that evolves, it’s a shadow that’ll last, So listen close, it’s more than just bars and beats, It's a journey through the struggle, when the hustle repeats. Chorus I see behind your words, when you try to disguise, All those pretty little lies, man, I’m wise to your guise, With the heart of a lion, I’m the king of this throne, In this lyrical jungle, I’m never alone. Outro So keep your game tight and don’t play with my mind, I’m a force to be reckoned, one of a kind, Like the legends before me, I’m carving my path, With a pen and aggression, feel the power in my wrath. Yeah, I see behind your words, and trust me, I know, In this old school revival, I’m ready to blow.