Wordplay Unleashed

Yeah, yeah

Turn my headphones up No script,

no pen

Just pure spirit

I paint pictures with the words that I speak Never sleep,

chasing rhythm while the rest of them weak From the concrete pavement

to the top of the peak Every syllable is heavy,

gold plated and unique No rehearsal,

universal, watch the way the scheme flip Never slip,

steady-handed on a sinking pirate ship

This is the raw element,

standard of the art Spit it from the chest,

hit it straight from the heart No safety net,

we tearing it apart

(tear it up)

Off the dome, now I'm building up a home in the clouds

Moving crowds, yelling loud,

making ancestors proud They trying to box me in but the frame

is too small I write my name in giant letters on the

gallery wall (watch it shine) Pure gold from the dirt,

everything I put to work Never stop,

never hurt, leaving footprints in the dirt

This is the raw element,

standard of the art Spit it from the chest,

hit it straight from the heart No safety net,

we tearing it apart

(tear it up)

Just like that

One take, no edits

Raw perspective (yeah)