Level Songtext
von Apollo’s Interlude

I hope this is my weakest flow ever
Flashbacks of high school I never wore a letter
Even empirical rulers couldn′t measure
The weight of the storm I felt in that weather
I had to level up
I dreamed, woke up, practiced
Grinded, worked, planned, flowed, shined
Lords knows I'm in this hyperbolic time chamber
Over 9000 and increasing danger
Spittin like this is a classic
The flow clichés gymnastics
I learned to eat so savage
So no Yogi bears in my basket
I′m Jamal to Angel Bassett
That's Big huh?
Plotting on being a King, but not dying before dream


Falsetto melodies
Fiona on the green
Giant gone vegan
Music is all I'm eating
I′m the shooter and the victim
I′m the loser and the victor
I'm the question and the answer
I′m the grandpa and the grandson
Leveling handsome, doubt is abandoned
Trying to see me, up in a mansion
Europeans listen and dancing
Holding beats hostage for ransom
This that modest anthem
Leveling up at random
Like Pops, I leave a bad fume
And these rappers look like bathroom