Lowkey - Dear Listener lyrics

This is for my people that miss me
I know you needed this
Every single stroke of the pen
Is a stroke of genius other than my cd
You ain’t heard a flow as deep as this
Every verse should be treated like
The mona lisa is
And yeah you might have the upper hand
If we’re speaking dough
And yeah I understand that you
Get a G for shows
But all you’ve ever done is boast
With your feeble flow
My music’s touch more peoples souls
Than I could even know
My whole heart, that’s what I give to my fans
A listener’s tear is worth more than
A mil in my hand
All you talk about is flipping
Grams and triggers that bang
Me, I consider lyricism, a privilege fam
When it comes to putting words together
It's certain that I’m better
Every verse you heard is
Like a personal letter so when I die
My fans can say they all knew me
Lowkey, Double P, Yours Truly
(i feel, so hear)

This is for those praying through hell
Till they’re in paradise
I cry blood for the children of palestine
My life’s left me so emotionally paralyzed
I couldn’t even cry in a
Funeral where my nana died
My words are swords
Have served their cause like a samurai
Cameras spy on the average guy
Weaving through traffic lights
These are savage times
Expand your mind and analyze
Don’t glamorize the gangster life
Like these other rappers might
Haters stay around me like, satellites orbit
You don’t want to see the pair
Of guys I strategize war with
Peoples army work it, you batty guys forfeit
Not jamaican but I’m eating with
My akhi like swordfish
When it comes to putting words together
It's certain that I’m better
Every verse you heard is
Like a personal letter so when I die
My fans can say they all knew me
Lowkey, people’s army, yours truly

(I feel, So hear)

I told the world about my issues
And the things I went through
In this game it's undeniable I’m influential
The strength of my mental
Is making other spitters tremble
All I needs a piece of paper, a pencil
And instrumental i didn’t settle till I took
It to a different level
Gripping metal and flipping pebbles
You sided with the devil
I see you flossing in your
Video that looks a rental
That little bezel around your neck
Don’t make you flippin’ special
I’m quite high when I am writing my rhymes
Like I am mike tyson on a
Fight night in his prime i’m like einstein
Got it all precise in my mind
With the mic im like Ike
In his most violent times
When it comes to putting words together
It's certain that I’m better
Every verse you heard is
Like a personal letter so when I die
My fans can say they all knew me
Lowkey, Mongrel, Yours Truly