INA
Open Letter
See the rap game changed but my mind ain't
Still the same old kid with that mind-state
I've been going in and out, call it inter-state
But im back on my grind and I'm here to stay
2020 vision on my sight bitch
Bout to turn it on, You can call me Mr. Light switch
Did it on my own, i don't need no sidekicks
I don't fuck around, i don't even keep a side-chick
Wide awake, sipping caffeine yo
Put a scar on your face, with that cap-paccino
Don't forget to say Hello to my little friend bro
Next level shit i like to keep it C-note
They think its easy huh? Rhyming on a beat
They think it's funny huh? Bragging on a beat
Bitch! This is Hip-Hop, I'm here to compete
It's a competition man, let the weaker ones leave
Natural Selection, Survival of the fittest
Man i know about the culture, I'm an Anthropologist
You should've stayed as a foetus in this uterus, bitch
Or maybe i should've stopped you from reaching the cervix
Stop all these nonsense, I've had it a lot
Little Knowledge is dangerous, get it or not?
Some of you people so fake even Tupac wished he stayed dead
I'm coming for you assholes, bitch this is payback
Gave you a stage and you choked on your first flow
Gave you a stage, now you just Logan Paul
I ain't gotta mention names, you ain't on my radar bro
Just one liner is a shot when i Lock and Load
Lately I've been feeling cold i wrote this in December
I remember it was winter i was serving up a dinner
Everybody want a slice, now you get the picture
Coz when i rolled the dice, i made you climbed my ladder
Fuck being humble, man I'm ready to rumble
They say i rap too soft, man all you do is stumble
What you know about how this rap game go
Keyboard warriors, stick to your phones
Wannabe Hip-Hop heads
If head-hunting still existed
You'd be on my wall as part of the aesthetics
Penny for your thought, you ain't wise, you a clown
Just fancy with the clothes, why don't you put on some gowns
All these rappers corny, i'ma make a pop corn
You don't like me, go watch some soft porn
Don't tell me how to put it out, i go hardcore
I just fucked the game up, your childhood to unborn
I'm here to raise the bars high
Hip-Hop in Nagaland's alive
This an open letter, all you rappers come alive
When you mention Northeast, Nagaland's on Top 3
If you can't stand this then you a fan of Cosby
Probably, I'm just doing monopoly
See i suck at math, but I'm good at Monogamy
Meba Ofilia, we should get familiar
We could make a song, Nagaland and Shillong. No protection
I don't fuck around with the CAB
Only alphabet i know is the ABC
All these scumbags coming with the CAA
We got our own clans, we like KKK
Freedom of speech, i got my mic check
Rest in peace to everyone who died in the protest
We the Northeast, united by the hills
Ain't no outsiders taking over their own will