Verse
Am
It is the ultimate Myrmidon
From the land, which is the city of Babylon
Dreads in my hairs, don’t confuse me for Cinnamon
I'm one of a kind, as I grow like a Digimon
Am
When I'm evolving, not many books
F
Many revolvers, no problem solving
Am
Illegal tendencies, infinite symphonies
Illustrate misery, living on infamy
Am
Infamous Lord
F
If you come back from the dead, you will go back to the morgue
Am
I'll hunt you like senzu, so better be humble
F
Don't make me, I'm Wesley in the Art of War
Am
Soar, sin and then you will be flying
Am
Truth, ad hominem, I won't be lying
Am
Bruh, ain't no hakuna matata
Am
'Cuz, you shouldn't fuck with a lion
Damn
[Verse 2]
Am
It is the ultimate test.
Am
Strategize now, it's the ultimate flex
Am
So I'm doing my thing without breaking a sweat
Am
Got a list full of names and I'm all about checks
Am
Like an assassin, I'm everlasting
Am
Go like a gadget, you can imagine
Am
When I get rachet, Clank on me
Am
Thankfully
F
Ain't no containing me, comparing me
Am
Vision impaired, you should prepare to die
Never been scared to try
Am
I got the feel of a burning sensation
F
My nation believe I can walk on the sky
Am
Anakin, analyst, and highly dangerous
Am
Must be an alien, that pray to amethyst
F
My style is cancerous, up in the cannabis
ULT anarchist
Oh