No. I (Intro) / E-Phlaim (Prelude)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Back when a cypher wouldn't last without me choking Now the ranges of my thoughts are over the top and evoking Listeners' emotions - hold up, did he just mention that car? Yes, I did, embolden that I am the beast by far At least, I par with giants at the peak I scar all the niggas tailing behind when I secrete viper Poison spoiling the hope that you were always holding onto I'm cold, homie, that's a reminder If you're lost, nigga, get yourself a key finder Or maybe bring this verse back - bible recyclers? No disrespect, my mental told my tongue to be nicer I'll pro'ly listen like waking up to my priest hyper This is it? Fuck that, I ain't tryna pretend to be the Michael Replace the "pop" with "hop", I'm hip to genes of kings I coded nutritional attitude added to acid D, I grow Don't need that bullshit Lamborghini, evil Diablo [Chorus] Know I (Know I x4) Know I (Know I x4) You gotta know I (Know I x4) Know why? (Know I x2) 'Cause I'm number 1 [Bridge] And the only place I spill the beans is solely on snares All I want is respect but my lyrics are overly feared So we declared to be clear that the direct proportion gets more caution To the victims, surely beware [Verse 2] You're bold to be here like a lady walking late in the night This level's too deep, AKA's album is dancing in fright Damn, if I'm right, trust the proof that I ain't tripping but true with tricks that I pull I'm hidden, dude, still I'm not taken off light Never take flight, I'd hate to steal the feathers of birds Yet I ain't falling for shit like autumn weather submerged May I confirm, the industry's fairly unpredictable Vindictive fools are harmless, I'm in it for better or worse Bet a rehearsal's useless 'cause yee gon' die later A chance with me shall expand your pride - ego dilator Behold, my greater dope encounters have been met with flow and power That's why I got piranhas' teeth on my blazer Scored some marks from that school of fish with the best educators Lyrical Harvard, I'm tutoring all the rest of you fakers Better go harder before the funeral parlour come holler For bidding the father asked you to bring all that's left of you, player (Alright?) [Chorus] [Prelude] Yow, catch a flame, bro Then pass the fuego Relax and lay afloat In magic grey smoke That's the way it goes (x2)