My gravity's considerable, my goals aren't political.
I'm a mythical music-making dragon; you're invisible.
Low on the food chain, duck your head.
Cos I drop tracks so heavy that they'll crush ya dead.
Back up! Back up! So what ya heard instead
was a rewound soundclip of somethin' I allegedly said
Misinterperet the verse, mix up the words,
imply that I said something that was fuckin' absurd.
But hey, thats just the pace of the game; the race to fame.
And who's to blame for wax-melting flames that shamed
Iccharus? He flew too close to the sun. Me, I'll keep on flying til the drop is done.
[drop #1]
I am the boy, anachronisti