Watcher (Freestyle)

I'm the watcher, to me you cocksuckers are transparent I see the future like tarots, my talent embarrass you faggots Your shit is tragic like what happened to Magic I'm cold turkey to addicts, wolf to a rabbit Same city, different planet from Buckingham Palace Where Rastas are smokin' the chalice, niggas drinkin' liquor by the barrels Barrels smoke 'em, bullets soak in your apparel I'm Sagittarius, so it's natural that I spit arrows The watcher, I see proper, so called top shotters Tell the world your business so you 'bout to get knocked by the coppers But never lock up 'cus you sing like the opera Pussy'ole fi get chop up, they got no morals Think you ruthless 'cus the world see that you shootin? You stupid On the low-low is how you should do tings Passing your straps for stripe, you niggas are bitches I don't know you, I know who you clippin', so much are snitches Fuck the fame and the name, that ain't the aim of the game Supposed to scheme for a better day But niggas can't see, it's like they blind It's cool, 25, plenty time to open your eyes Like Memphis, future bleak, government vengeance Like hell they wanna help, they just uppin' the sentence Two strikes is life in the country we live in If you pop shots, but not if you fuck children So who you think they tryin' to imprison? But niggas don't wanna listen Limited vision is inhibited wisdom So I keep my eyes open, every moment I'm focused You jokers is bogus, I flow ferocious I'm sure that you know this A lot of dudes spittin' written but I'm ripping riddims God given, so you sinnin' if you think that you winnin' No religion, not a Christian I believe in the spirit Even if you a heathen, you believe in my lyrics I'm the Einstein of physics, Shakespeare to writing Tyson to fighting, strikin' like lightnin', we're frightenin', timin' like (?) See clear, my vision refined Look through my eyes, you feel like you see them for the first time I spot the snakes, I know they kind The fakes is easy to break They got no spine, them man are principle Discipline you niggas like the principal My lyrical miracles, biblical to spiritual criminals