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