Steamroller

This is Regicide
A Gemini dead inside
That you better recognize
On some Jekyl and Hyde shit
Can't hide it I'm weaponized
Altitude Sickness, I've yet to descend and I've meant to incentivize myself to not always Want severed ties
Go get some help and I know that it's best if I do
But no therapist could help all this flexing I do
Best in the booth
Best in the city, can't step with those dudes
So far removed like I'm already dead and buried, hear my voice when you're walking Through cemetery
I'm the only right choice for the emissary
I would say I'm sorry . not really sorry
Imma leave em sore and I don't hear their story

Reggie the best he gon' flex on em
He's in my cranium, he's a real crazy one
Soon as the beat and the bass is bumping ain't no way of restraining em he ain't afraid Of em
Aiming a fade at em
Maiming and mauling em
Making em fallen ones
If they ain't followers
Now give me my flowers
I put in the hours, the merit is all deserved
I've seen em come and go
I've seen em switch up and I've seen em give up
And I've seen em beef with each other in their little fantasies
When I'm not laughing it's almost just sad to see
Still rapping bout rappers it's fucking pathetic
Can I rack my brain for some other aesthetic
Was hoping to get some shit off of my chest but when Reggie in head it is all just a flex
Else I'm just depressed
I'll say some shit to bring you down
Reggie's a mechanism, he's a heckin' villain on the mic while mike figures out
Why he's so riddled in doubt all the time
By ain't no kidding or doubting my rhymes
So why am I feeling like I'm out of time?
And there's really no point like trying to silence a mime
I'm in a meme, everything's fine, what do you mean?