Perspective - In the Eye of the Storm

Perspective - In the Eye of the Storm

The ace is back, ready for another verbal attack
I make masterpieces, you're the definition of terrible rap
I'm all about facts but idiots don't care about that
They wanna hear me rap about money and crack
I rip this track so bad you can call me Jack -
The Ripper, flow quicker than shots from my Mac
I make hits - like a drummer to the hi-hat
I'm superior, can't be touched - call me abstract
I carry the world on my shoulders so get off my back
Smart mouth me the last thing y'all hear is BRRRAT
Don't like anybody, I got enemies instead of friends
I'm hated cuz nobody likes MCs ahead of them
Apprehend my lyrics and call me wack then
I contend to attend as I send you to the end
From angry to mad - like a chameleon I shift form
Only comfortable when I'm in the eye of the storm...