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If you are not capable of cruelty... You are ABSOLUTELY a victim to anyone who is DAJE A man of many hats I bring pictures into focus Separate fiction from the facts And real from the bogus You claim to be a goodman... But really you a showman Like the book of Mathew said Wolf in sheep's clothing Too many of them try I can feel 'em closing in Im tryna walk the path But these grabs Tryna pull me back in So I'm maverick with the curves Swervin' past asking What the fuck happen to this rap shit All I see are junkies at their funerals Rapping out their caskets (Shots fired) But its Kobe when I'm blunt Gimme all of the smoke man I don't need to pass it Its no strings attached Im just tired of the wack shit And I don't give a fuck If you do it for the gram Or you need it for your raps (BITCH) Keep the double cups when you beg n' pan handlin' Im just tryna be a Good man I know god ia watching over Sewing under stars til I'm reaping supernovas But for now, im peddling my quota Hustle everyday til they say PIECE is chosen This mic in my hand Be like Thor with the hammer Keep the shade lowkey Y'all are green with the envy Im green like the hulk When im flexin on the beat Scared of you? bitch please How could I fear man when im wrestling with god? How could I be vein? Im just speaking from the heart And that's positive or negative Im guilty as the charge Stop begging for acknowledgement What happen to the game? I guess, I gotta just accept It'll never be the same But if you try me come correct Known to body every track Ain't no use saving face Make you quit cold turkey Im bout to change the game Howdy doody motherfucker Just your average ordinary everyday SUPER-VILLAIN You can hate me if you want It only makes me more appealing Ain't no sugar coating shit I been bout it for a minute Put in hours on the clock Til' I made a new dimension Didn't do it for the money Or even recognition It just started with a spark Now I'm burning competition The momentum is unstoppable And nothing compares If you don't feel it or see it Maybe its over your head Umpa-lumpa- ass rappers time to put you to bed Go to sleep If you are not capable of cruelty Im just tryna be a good man I know God is watching over Sewing under stars Til im reaping supernovas But for now, Im peddling my quota Hustle everyday til they say PIECE is chosen Im just tryna be a good man... But really I'm an asshole I just flip a switch My heart turns cold Cuz I do respect women But I don't respect HOES Never cheated on a girl But I broke a couple homes And I never settle down Keep it rolling like the stones I ain't worried bout the talk Or haters pickin' bones I won't turn the other cheek Pen Is mightier than sword But nothing comes close To the power of the microphone Capturing the moment Embed it into songs Im akin to Rakim On a microphone Binge In a league of my own Spittin' black thought with a white conscience Til they pass me the baton Already got the crown Im waiting on the throne Homie take a look around Opposition is a joke Either clowns claiming thug And putting on a show Or the sheep sippin' lean Til' they thinking they a GOAT Im flying overhead They struggling to float I got weight behind my bars Y'all are droppin bars of soap Call me phantom of the opera Got em all shook Like they seen a fucken ghost If you don't get the picture Don't even try and pose Every lyric is a scripture Call me god's plug Cuz If rap was a religion Im moving like the pope Started from the bottom You know how the story goes Got the flavour for your ear And nutrition for the dome Cuz' man can't live Off of eating bread alone I could go on all day How these rappers always lie Im coming for your jobs Its the immigrant of rap And they want me to be quiet Tell me why you even mad I don't know bout UPS... But Amazon is hiring I would never claim to be good I think its dangerous YEEEE But, I did become terrified of how terrible I could be
Writer(s): Francesco Colantonio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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