Open Letter lyrics

See the rap game changed but my mind ain't
Still the same old kid with that mind-state
I've been going in and out, call it inter-state
But im back on my grind and I'm here to stay
2020 vision on my sight b*tch
Bout to turn it on, You can call me Mr. Light switch
Did it on my own, i don't need no sidekicks
I don't f*ck around, i don't even keep a side-chick
Wide awake, sipping caffeine yo
Put a scar on your face, with that cap-paccino
Don't forget to say Hello to my little friend bro
Next level sh*t i like to keep it C-note
They think its easy huh? Rhyming on a beat
They think it's funny huh? Bragging on a beat
b*tch! This is Hip-Hop, I'm here to compete
It's a competition man, let the weaker ones leave
Natural Selection, Survival of the fittest
Man i know about the culture, I'm an Anthropologist
You should've stayed as a foetus in this uterus, b*tch
Or maybe i should've stopped you from reaching the cervix
Stop all these nonsense, I've had it a lot
Little Knowledge is dangerous, get it or not?
Some of you people so fake even Tupac wished he stayed dead
I'm coming for you as*h*les, b*tch this is payback
Gave you a stage and you choked on your first flow
Gave you a stage, now you just Logan Paul
I ain't gotta mention names, you ain't on my radar bro
Just one liner is a shot when i Lock and Load
Lately I've been feeling cold i wrote this in December
I remember it was winter i was serving up a dinner
Everybody want a slice, now you get the picture
Coz when i rolled the dice, i made you climbed my ladder
f*ck being humble, man I'm ready to rumble
They say i rap too soft, man all you do is stumble
What you know about how this rap game go
Keyboard warriors, stick to your phones
Wannabe Hip-Hop heads
If head-hunting still existed
You'd be on my wall as part of the aesthetics
Penny for your thought, you ain't wise, you a clown
Just fancy with the clothes, why don't you put on some gowns
All these rappers corny, i'ma make a pop corn
You don't like me, go watch some soft porn
Don't tell me how to put it out, i go hardcore
I just f*cked the game up, your childhood to unborn
I'm here to raise the bars high
Hip-Hop in Nagaland's alive
This an open letter, all you rappers come alive
When you mention Northeast, Nagaland's on Top 3
If you can't stand this then you a fan of Cosby
Probably, I'm just doing monopoly
See i suck at math, but I'm good at Monogamy
Meba Ofilia, we should get familiar
We could make a song, Nagaland and Shillong. No protection
I don't f*ck around with the CAB
Only alphabet i know is the ABC
All these sc*mbags coming with the CAA
We got our own clans, we like KKK
Freedom of speech, i got my mic check
Rest in peace to everyone who died in the protest
We the Northeast, united by the hills
Ain't no outsiders taking over their own will