Hunting Season Pt. 2 Lyrics

All you self-promoters are janky

We established like the Yankees

I don't really the validations

First semester over, I'm done with the hibernations

Never miss a mark, I been good with the calculations

Family ties, all of my brothers in close relations

They the ones that know how I deal with the tribulations

I'm really starting to think that I'm God's greatest creation

Three on a roll, this calls for a celebration

Greatness is the only destination

'Til we get to that, we not looking for a vacation

All my time taken, I've come to a revelation

I'm the Teflon Don when it come to my litigations

My mind is a practice of meditation

My greatest work of art always stems from my isolation

All you rappers weak, I done went through a transformation

As i hit the stage, you know the crowd is in amazement

I'm in a different world with college girls

With the work I been putting in, you gotta respect it

I got the Redz fired up on the stage with a mention

That just tells you I'm really taking time to perfect it

I can't do the back and forth with people blocking blessings

As soon as you cross my mind, I'm blocking out your presence

I tried to show you that I had it, but you couldn't get it

And I can only laugh about it when your time is missing

I'm the true definition of taking truer vision

I'm goal driven, looking back while my foes envy

All weapons formed against me gotta jam

The boy is in high demand, they couldn't master the plan

I'm ready to take a stand, but you know me

A black star like Mos Def and Talib Kwali

As I proceed to give y'all these word I breathe

I sit and back and contemplate, is there anybody like me?

This ain't the Mitchell you know and love, 'cause I been evolving

You take ya shot and make it count, 'cause I'm a moving target

Try your hardest, please know that I been a artist

City behind me, I'm Marcus Garvey with all the talking

I'm a shark, I'm smelling blood in a open market

Don't get it twisted, the beautiful thoughts behind the darkness

My manifesto being written through new catharsis

Twenty twenty-three, y'all boys gon have to try y'all hardest

Three, yeah

It's me and Mar