Serving Subpoenas (Chapter 2)

I paused the podcast, however, I'm still dropping jewels Recalibrated pivot but never snooze Highest level of game is none, just keep it cool Shoutout to Adobe, I'm just sharpening my pen tool Cut ya out a photo with a bezier curve, digital murder Then do the murder man dance like I'm Bobby Smurda Kung Fu Bruce, I'm kicking back like a burner Still online with the LinkedIn learners Breaking the mold, nigga my wrist still churning Picking up Uber Eats, my belly still yearning Universal lingo got me touring cross-country With southern drawls and slurs you probably never heard I'm from Tex-Tex-Texas, can feel in the presence Surf the Amazon from A to Z, got rid of all my X's Nope, not no middleman, just me in the Flesh Gotta Bone to pick with anyone who wanna detest Cause the best version of me is the best to ever do it Some niggas had a chance, but they chose to fuckin blow it Some bitches had a choice, but no guidance, they were clueless And I prefer wisdom over ego, hoe, you foolish? Not the judge but I do observe, do not disturb If the energy is off, sometimes you gotta curve Read between the lines just to get the word Master yo emotions, can't let 'em get up on ya nerves In God we trust, all others must bring data In other words, opinions don't really matter No validation is needed, to me, it's all chatter You stagger while trying to gather for lack of subject matter I got bars bout as nasty as Nas-pause I been wired up since Ye had the locked up jaws Not a fluke, just the effect of the cause, I been on the job Shooting for the stars, against the odds Getcha business right before ya see me Cause I cultivated a seed with arms to outreach me From Master Teacher to Super Hero, I'm peaking Binging on the technology blast, I'm geeking If ya know, you know, but if ya don't, good luck It's best you discover ya self cause it get tough When you on the cusp, sinking in the mud, city of the clutch Living off the cuffs, first blood, diamond in the ruff By the way, I'm still serving subpoenas So an open door policy for smoke is not as issue Heavy is the crown, this is kingdom building No complaints, just the price of being in the arena Like a loner of the pack, I don't run with herds Fully emerged in a quench of a thirst, guess I'm on the verge Not ya average bird, I diverge with an eagle-eye surge I can splurge anyday, I gotta way with words Oooh, oooh, aww yeahhh Cut ya out a photo witta bezier curve Gotta bone to pick with anyone who wanna detest Uni-universal lingo got me touring cross-country I'm from Tex-Tex-Texas, getcha business right before ya see me By the way, I'm still serving subpoenas I got bars bout as nasty as Nas No middle man, just me in the flesh Loner of the pack, I gotta way with words