Open Letter Lyrics

See the rap game changed but my mind ain't.
Still the same old kid with that mind-state.
I've been going in and out, call it inter-state
But im back on my grind and I'm here to stay.
2020 vision on my sight bitch
Bout to turn it on, You can call me Mr. Light switch.
Did it on my own, i don't need no sidekicks.
I don't f*ck around, i don't even keep a side-chick.
Wide awake, sipping caffeine yo.
Put a scar on your face, with that cap-paccino.
Don't forget to say Hello to my little friend bro.
Next level shit i like to keep it C-note.
They think its easy huh? Rhyming on a beat
They think it's funny huh? Bragging on a beat
Bitch! This is Hip-Hop, I'm here to compete.
It's a competition man, let the weaker ones leave.
Natural Selection, Survival of the fittest.
Man i know about the culture, I'm an Anthropologist.
You should've stayed as a foetus in this uterus, bitch
Or maybe i should've stopped you from reaching the cervix.
Stop all these nonsense, I've had it a lot.
Little Knowledge is dangerous, get it or not?
Some of you people so fake even Tupac wished he stayed dead.
I'm coming for you assholes, bitch this is payback.
Gave you a stage and you choked on your first flow.
Gave you a stage, now you just Logan Paul
I ain't gotta mention names, you ain't on my radar bro.
Just one liner is a shot when i Lock and Load.
Lately I've been feeling cold i wrote this in December
I remember it was winter i was serving up a dinner. Everybody want a slice, now you get the picture.
Coz when i rolled the dice, i made you climbed my ladder.
f*ck being humble, man I'm ready to rumble.
They say i rap too soft, man all you do is stumble.
What you know about how this rap game go.
Keyboard warriors, stick to your phones.
Wannabe Hip-Hop heads
If head-hunting still existed
You'd be on my wall as part of the aesthetics.
Penny for your thought, you ain't wise, you a clown.
Just fancy with the clothes, why don't you put on some gowns.
All these rappers corny, i'ma make a pop corn
You don't like me, go watch some soft porn.
Don't tell me how to put it out, i go hardcore.
I just f*cked the game up, your childhood to unborn.
I'm here to raise the bars high
Hip-Hop in Nagaland's alive
This an open letter, all you rappers come alive.
When you mention Northeast, Nagaland's on Top 3
If you can't stand this then you a fan of Cosby.
Probably, I'm just doing monopoly.
See i suck at math, but I'm good at Monogamy
Meba Ofilia, we should get familiar.
We could make a song, Nagaland and Shillong. No protection.
I don't f*ck around with the CAB.
Only alphabet i know is the ABC.
All these scumbags coming with the CAA.
We got our own clans, we like KKK.
Freedom of speech, i got my mic check.
Rest in peace to everyone who died in the protest.
We the Northeast, united by the hills
Ain't no outsiders taking over their own will.

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