Prime

yeah come on, let me kick it, listen

don’t make me kick him again I said listen

feel the temperature in the room risen

I’m chilling, killing ducks, goosebumps on his skin makes him my next mission

thoughts in my head feel like T-Rex in a prison

can’t fit in

my head big, the cap hand-made to fit in

the landscape of rap not quite matching what I visioned

so let me tell a vision, like the prime time on your television

everything’s real like a real reality-show

plenty of hope, many rappers sound dope, and none of them overdosing on coke

freestyles come from the dome and no one will ever choke

I can say that I’ll kill you and people know it’s a joke, yeah

ghostwriters get recognized for the shit that they wrote

this I can see with my eyes closed

makes me want to slip on an ice slope, the road’s slippery so easy to fall

hottest thing in Summer but freezing at Fall

can’t even afford a used Ford, hmm

let me give the demon a call

I want the fans to scream like when they see Bieber at mall

I wanna be like the pied piper playing his song

I want you to be singing along, uh

it’s Henrik

come on say this along

it’s Henrik

yeah I remember when I told these guys to picture me rapping

they laughed at it like giving running shoes to an asthmatic

no tutor just a fool tapping with magic, well abracadabra faggots, I’m past average

stomach filled with butterflies but not cuz I’m nervous but because I’ve been eating you maggots

treat the beat like a pervert in the sheets

my dream job’s to say words then have ‘em echo on the streets

carrying (s)words and riding Brego on the streets

yeah listen, I don’t make shit without a meaning

I make sure even the word shit has a meaning, like I see you rappers Mr. Beaning, I’ma eat you shit you on the streets and

make you guys wear high heels

the time is ideal for a revolution

should it be the second renaissance or just evolution

now can you see my confusion

I can’t sing, how can I be a rapper when I can’t utilize the fusion

I want respect not just views on a computer

I want a family, not just consumers

I want a legacy, unreachable for the looters

be undefeatable for rappers, shooters and prosecutors

just look at the way he maneuvers, this a game and ain’t no way he will lose it, Henrik