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I present to you the Immaculate Reception
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This is the generation of miracles
Something kinda wonderful
Presentation Imperial
Went from uncharted like Nathan Drake
Hating my job to rotting in tour vans
From state to state, from the quickest state
Used to write raps on paper plates
It's okay to hate, no really, everyone makes mistakes
This is antique art, so we push it like a teacup
My reign never ending like the One Piece arc
I can't be pulled away, plus I'm feeling good today
I ain't took a loss, it's MSG with Bully Ray
And I was scripted, I'm back to business
My rap pernicious, miracles like this is something you have to witness
Some Blackalicious make you feel that way
Steady counting all my blessings
Heard the devil got arrested on possession
I ain't stressing, oh no
You ain't think that it can be that hot
Crowd's aping this hype since the Dreamcast dropped
I do more in a single day than most cats can imagine
I guess it hit different when it actually happens
This is the generation of miracles
Something kinda wonderful
Presentation Imperial
I'm Squadolo, Chewy when Han Solo was froze
I style polo, transporting in Volvos
Just a 10 in the gym, sporting some no-dos
A passport stamp, I'm passing a cash promo
Fast forward, I'm stacking the math slo-mo
Get clapped with the strap and they bagging your ass Frodo
We eat at Soto Soto's, they got our logo on the table
Girls dropping rotos because we rolled Os
Check my rank like Boji and Kage
I don't fear no man, it's totally my way
I don't hear those plans, that's mostly God's play
My space is void of comments from obsolete rhyme sayers
To God praying like finders to find capers
I'm just a tarnished, looking for diameters
Shocking to listeners, listen up
Get the f*** off Twitter, you ain't rich enough yet
This is the generation of miracles
Something kinda wonderful
Presentation Imperial
Ain't been the one to look for handouts
Now I be getting emails and DMs with rappers' hands out
Cause I live what I planned out
Haters see how I'm living, so most of them shut their damn mouths
All of my non-believers look up and say I'm the man out
Not proving people wrong, it's just an average here
You can say my s*** ain't heat, but I still be a cavalier
Ain't no capping here, feeling like Boji, the smallest giant
The ranking of kings is meaningless when you can see the bias
So I'ma just be defiant and step out of the community
Truthfully going down my own path
Ain't something that's new to me
Seeking new opportunities, always been met with scrutiny
Even had lots of family who said I'm dreaming too foolishly
Now I know that my kids will be eating after my eulogy
Breaking generational curses
I tell them they can do anything if they just put the work in
They'll ask me how did I do it
I tell them it's all hard
I had to go transform, that way we'll get all sparked
This is the generation of miracles
Something kinda wonderful, presentation imperial
Yo, I'm the one that they can't defeat
Keep the high top jumpman's on the feet
Three steps when I travel, air, land, and sea
Cross them so hard they feel the nails in their hands and feet
Yo, I'm sorry for the sacrilege
But every time I'm rapping on wax, I'm so passionate
Aim high like AI, this ain't practicing
Even when I'm broke, I keep a courtside fashion sense
Only big bags if you see me in the mall
Long flights, fast cars, I done did it all
Whip moving through the lane like it's Chris Paul
All my haters silent like my ringer when your chick calls
Before I hit my stride, it was all bad
Neighbors moving nicks at night, they selling all that
I keep it on me for defense in case the opps attack
Every clip extended like Kawhi Leonard's contract