Intro Lyrics

Alright, what time is it?

12:42 23rd of September

Recording Practise Balance cool

Back to the soul

We in the Same old ride again

Clutching gears

Wielding my Samurai pen

Shifting shapes I'm the

Ink warrior

Clock ticking etching my BIC in

Soul Deep in his book focused on yin

Yangin on beat

Till devils defeat

Next time we meet

Imma greet with him with the peace

Turn him to a piece

Then imma air out, bleed out, hop out

Tryna find who I

Am rushing through this ounce I'm too high

Feed me the beats grow wings and imma fly

Aint tryna

Aint tryna die

Tryna find the Light

Help me find the

I was

I was born Ill Vision static

Fate spawns ink I'm automatic

If you ain't improving

You losing sometimes you gotta feel less

It's all a lesson install patience

Focus less on Ls and more on your essence

Your brain a switch always on

You can resist the pain till you decapitate

Refuse all you want your fuse

Needs to be replaced

I've tried endless burnin'

Shit don't change unless you put the work in

Same thing with anything

Ya mind, ya jewels, ya life, ya car

Or when you hop on the mic

I ain't made it yet but I know

When I sell out show the lights

The crowd the sound will

Alright