Apex (Ascension)

[VERSE 1] One for the moola, two for the hoopla Three for the ruthless pursuit of groupies to woo I Four for the folks that had my back from the beginning Five for the haters that hated, tried to block my ambitions Six I nix their intentions, seven they beg forgiveness Eight I escape Zion's prison, aim my nine at that eye in the prism, ten I reach my... At ten I reach my apex, West Coast on my shoulders I'm one step closer to greatness I pen pictures, blend scripture, I'm the grim drifter The brim low I'm so cold the flow nips you Who else kicks that trill spit, builds scrilla That leaves a nigg with a stiff tip and a split zipper I'm off the Richter, one time for your minder Mahogany rhymer from where that chronic's bombest I promise you [HOOK] I gotta reach my apex, West Coast on my shoulders I'm one step closer to greatness M to the Y to the apex I'm gonna show you who's dopest and expose this industry's fakeness [VERSE 2] Six-figure freelance assassin My mind a tech nine with a trigger for a mouth and I'm blasting At this digital age of high-tech slavery Goons spit that cartoon rap, that Tex Avery I'll soon sick that harpoon trap on them rats Crack them like bats at a frat hazing, I scrap like I'm ex-Navy Cus MF-ers test my patience, gotta reach my personal Everest never rest until I attain it My apex, reach for it till my aura is absorbed And my authority's ignored, and my recording's are abhorred Then I'll shed this human uniform, Yah salutes the new decor When I kick bars harder than Osi Umenyioura's form Try to body my posse and I'll contuse your puny form Till my victory's written on my cartouche in cuneiform [HOOK]