Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

Frozen hearts can't wither because they can't feel

Life turned upside down, I still cartwheeled

Open up my God blessed mouth and let the bars spill

Brother know the war ain't over until the last kill

I was taught "Love thy neighbour but get the paper"

They hate it when you're winning

but love it when you're a failure

I nearly died in labour, that's why they call me the Stone

What happens when the underdog finds its way to the bone?

I made it through the travesties, I've established the code

I dabbled in the magic, I'm acrobatic with flows

I mastered mathematics, the mathematics of soul

Antagonists embarrassed, we never manage to fold

Clones couldn't manage the havoc we would've thrown

I speak for all my people that's coming from broken homes

When all you've seen is crazy, but never letting it show

But this the testament, this the essence of letting go

Sometimes it takes the pressure to fester to get the gold

The comfort zone, a beautiful place, but nothin' grows

All we need is leverage, I'm ready

I'm well evolved, Heaven knows

The pressure was heavy, I never broke

The shackles on my feet that were there are now released

now I'm free

Feelin' my freedom was under siege, I perceive

They told us they coded and so receive, did indeed

Nothin' was growing, I couldn't breathe

I kill and be discreet, you couldn't be this deep

Even if I dig the hole and put you six feet deep

Sometimes I might miss sleep hoping they digest me

If your eyes stay close then your eyes won't see

Times were peak, I tried to find a way

Sometimes it takes a fire to make you feel

alive again but what's a stoke without a flame

A track without a train

The grind without the fame

A car without a lane

A plus without the one it means you isn't getting in

Frankincense and myrrh, good tidings we bring

It'll probably be a minute 'fore they ever let us in

Doesn't matter when you're a king, and so I sing

Frozen hearts can't wither because they can't feel

Life turned upside down, I still cartwheeled

Open up my God blessed mouth and let the bars spill

Brother know the war ain't over until the last kill

Until the last kill

Yeah

Birmingham City

Uh, what's good

We got Mikey on the buttons, yeah

Shoutout to Yogi in the house

Nobody cares till everybody does

Now isn't just that the truth

Yeah, yeah, uh