Eminent

I'm back at it with a tongue and a mic
Until I reach the last rung of my life
I've been climbin' it.
Stead sparkin off the stone while they dullin' at home
Don't feed me a bone, I'm not buyin' it.
Not a name or a gimic
Give em fame get cynic
You get lost in the hype, you're not livin' it.

I be the pen and ink eater
The key note speaker
Receiver, preacher,
The Student and the Teacher
With my hand up
Put it in the air and drop.
Passion is the key to the lock
If the beat cold than believe I make it hot
Till I'm drinkin' every last drop.

Granite is my birthright rock
My verse might stop, but I will go on to sing my song
Age old to day old freshness here
Hot beat on the track Journalist in your ear.