I talk in tones like ra with a dawn flame Speak truth and the weak ones all change

Solar in my presence, make the sky bow They pray for light, I blind them right now

I step like Anubis with a judgment hand Waste souls with a glance and erase the brand

I don't flex, just nod and they tremble Every word carved stone like a temple

No thunder god, but I move with strikes Like Zeus with a fuse when a vibe ain't right

I don't send warnings, I shift terrain My thoughts alone bring drought or rain

They mimic style, I mold the mold I'm Atlas, mind with a mitas soul

Everything I touch gotta glow or death They scratch the surface, I bend what's left

This god body language read every line I don't rap, I channel the divine

Osiris in flow, Shiva with balance Riddle walk in and disturb the planets

I don't preach, I just shift the wind You hear the verse, but your sins feel pinned

Not a man, not myth, I'm truth and form Old gods in my chest since the day I was born

I'm Poseidon, calm till the waves erupt They boats break down

Tryna act that tough, I don't make storms I am the tide, my silence enough to split

both sides I spit like Thoth with the scripts encrypted

They bars just rhyme, I design what's gifted I ain't tryna impress, I manifest from ash to crown

I breathe what's next, I'm horus in focus Eagle eye scopes, see snakes in robes

And split that hope I'm the god you summon in desperate fear

They make wishes, I appear I speak in patterns that fold like fate

I don't rap, I recalibrate Whole room shifts when I raise that tone

They got followers, I got thrones This god body language, read every line

I don't rap, I channel the divine Osiris in flow, Shiva with balance

Riddle walk in and disturb the planets I don't preach, I just shift the wind

You hear the verse, but your sins feel pinned Not a man, not myth, I'm truth and form

Old gods in my chest since the day I was born

I don't study legends I make em rewrite them

I ain't above men I'm what they pray to

And when they don't know who to fear

I'm not Hercules, I'm who trained him quiet Power in my step, no need for riots

No mask, no flesh, no staff, no robes Still move like myth with the weight I hold

They chant names, I build kingdoms They talk gods, I'm the algorithm

I don't want praise, just silence and room I already carved my face in the moon

This god body language, read every line I don't rap, I channel the divine

Osiris in flow, Shiva with balance Riddle walk in and disturb the planets

No thunder, no cloak, no light in hand Just pure command, no mortal plan

Not a man, not myth, I'm truth and form Old gods in my chest since the day I was born