Bào Qıàn r2 (IDALTA)

(ROUND 2) The name, I to the A Whoo One in a million I’ve been Selected Rich and smooth like chocolate Perfected Got the beats in your head Infected Sorry not sorry, if this ain’t what you Expected The name is IDALTA Set the bar, find, locate Break I gotta level up Speedy king? Nah, just little ol’ me Nothing to see, just me and some beats If you think I got speed, then I have to decree You think this is fast? Well you better believe Gotta stay humble it’s not all that Impressive Remember that now I’m not quite the Best yet The achievements and trophies all been Collected Not for long here on Earth but up In heaven All my actions will be truly Reflected Syllables hittin’ like villain of rhythm no ridding Got wit and I’m goated, no kiddin Tongue twisting it’s spinning like Gilligan Diction and drillin it, killin the livin And flippin the script and be glitchin the switch and so thrillin It buildin the tension, adrenaline spillin Got the beats in your head Infected Sorry not sorry, if this ain’t what you Expected If you lost the game you’ve been Rejected If you ain’t the same you’ve been Affected I see the contradictions and repetitions In lyric decisions, blows nuclear fission Mine stays rhythmic, efficient Like all workin and no wishin I stay on top of the mission Fast flow with precision Breakin bars like a prison I set the conditions Gotta watch the devil, all his schemes I have Detected Findin all the flaws in the songs, a Detective Listin’ the risks, all my sins have been Corrected Jump from off the top like a plane I have Ejected Got fast composition Got name recognition Got quick intuition Got rhyme acquisition If you ask definitions I say “Man you just missed it!” So syllabalistic and rhymes go ballistic Encrypted and cryptic, realistic linguistic One in a million I’ve been Selected Rich and smooth like chocolate Perfected Got the beats in your head Infected Sorry not sorry, if this ain’t what you Expected I’ve been running, keep the innocent Protected Display my plans like the blueprint Projected It’s all neat, not a mess, it’s not that Hectic Build the plans, no approval, no Inspection When they speak my name, am I Respected? Well, as long as they know that Jesus Resurrected Amazing creators, bars dropping leave craters Authentic beats, haters, always time to be greater God good, He the maker Devil bad, he a faker Demons mad I got Savior He protects me from danger He helps me write bangers But others have big mouths so I say see you later Gotta figure my ploy Until then I play coy My voice is a weapon, not a toy My plan is my choice I’ll always rejoice But sometimes in the noise I realize that if I’m alone There’s no one around me who I can disappoint Beats going, I’m waitin, they’re clear, no mistakin’ You lose if you fakin, you lose if you’re playin You lose if you payin, you lose if you’re latent Stay smooth and keep patient but win if you’re prayin I’m running, I’m facing the foes and they changing The rules and they breakin the rules and they hatin’ Going back and forth, it’s hard You get it? I wrestle with my mind and heart I just let it You know what? With all due respect Don’t worry about me Just forget it I light all the flames and they start to ablaze and They’re burning the maze and destroying the lane and I’m still doing great, put the beats in a cage and Got venom like snakes and still winning like stakes and Beat queens without brakes in the ultimate race and Still setting the pace and no pressure, no haste and One in a million I’ve been Selected Rich and smooth like chocolate Perfected Got the beats in your head Infected Sorry not sorry, if this ain’t what you Expected I’m crafting all the rappin’, like the alphabet was playdough Snapping words into fractions, all been halving, call me Thanos Got my brandin’ and it’s lastin’, flames I’m fannin’, keep it fuego Words I’m grasping and they’re passing, poquito Spanish, pero está bueno You can try all you want, again and again, And you might think you’re progressing, It’s a hard lesson But you can’t change me, I’m sorry, so sorry, if I’m not what you expected Can you keep up with words? If you do, you’re a first Nothing like making beats hit the dirt They can’t get up, send them off in a hearse They ain’t coming back onto my turf One in a million I’ve been Selected Rich and smooth like chocolate Perfected Got the beats in your head Infected Sorry not sorry if this ain’t what you Expected Gotta end these tracks You know I’m not good with conclusions This ain’t leveling up This is evolution.