Blessed by the Simurgh
Look up when you talking to me, otherwise the soundwaves might not travel fully
You being this small in this medium doens't help communicating with someone this large and unruly
But if you really want a lesson, then tell me who you think you stressing?
I'm the king, I'm the one they gunning for, I been blessed by the simurgh
I'm the ancient Russians repelling the Mongol Golden Horde
I'm the closest thing to Heracles, a myth in human form
I'm the one greeting oppurtunity when it's knocking on the door
Halfway between a prophet and a soldier of the Lord
Son of man and of God, yet my halves still conform
Cohort on lock, and He's the only One I dare report
So when theaten with the beamers, extensions, and 9's
Do you think that would cause me to consider batting an eye?
Go ahead though, call up the police, SWAT team, national guard, calvary, secret service, spec ops, delta force, marine corps
Don't matter how many groups you got on dial, you're gonna end needing more
See, the main difference between us is the illusion of control
How you going to let something you don't have dictate your role
When I know because I don't have it, I'm on His timeroll
See I'll...
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