Kofi Stone - Busker Flow

Let the games begin
A million ways to win
I'm sick of the waiting, sick of the pain, I live with this weight within
That weighs me down but nevertheless I find a way to win
I pick up the pace and simmer the game their shook of the pace I bring
Embrace the saviour, their thinking of ways to slay the king
Running away from ways of sin, she thinking of ways to break me in
Delivering major, I kill a narrator
The bigger the work-rate, the bigger the paper
I'm telling them fuck your validation boy, I validate myself
You rappers couldn't stomach me, they punch below the belt
Sitting and dreaming of palm trees, more drive than a car thief
Your lukewarm that's half heat
I'm Lupe, I'm Kweli, I'm Mos Def, I'm Ali
Who in the hell wanna spa me, this ain't a regular party