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Masterpiece
Hip-Hop/Rap
Masterpiece was released on January 6, 2023 by Hunter Braham as a part of the album Not A Mixtape - Single
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Release DateJanuary 6, 2023
LabelHunter Braham
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Hey, yo
This is not a mixtape
It's a tape of my confessions
This flow is heaven-sent, but even Lucy went to heaven
Always been a hellient
You think I learned my lesson, but I ain't
Slowing down until I'm breaded with my brethren
Not a mixtape, it's a tape of my confessions
This flow is heaven-sent, but even Lucy went to heaven
Always been a hellient
You think I learned my lesson, but I ain't
Slowing down until I'm breaded with my brethren
M- M- M- M- Money-making pronto
Sticky with the green, I keep it cold like Colorado
Brand new flex, real savage looking macho
Get to laying pipe, I bet she fold like a taco
But that's another story, murder story
Get up in between it like I'm stuck up in this purgatory
Make a real man bow down, then she curtsy for me
Why you talking shit, but you ain't even really heard the story?
Front page news, the new Jesus, the dude makes moves
New whip and a new lane too
The shoe game, whoo
The'seppes or the Floganes, boo
Guaranteed to make a killing like I'm Liu Kang
Swoop
And I never been the relaxed type
Always back and forth, I had to ollie out the half-pipe
Now they call me out, I tell them, "Blow me like a bagpipe."
Brought the ballers out and now we blowing on the hash pipe
Cash flow so unnecessary
Everybody with me icy blinging like it's February
And I'm stoned off trap like a cemetery
I've been steady rapping since the era of the Blackberry
Very whack?
Never
Doing numbers like an actuary
Really that clever, finna sever every capillary
Leave you leaking on the cement
This tape is my confession
Get arrested, I'ma plead the fifth
Real Gs remain silent, except for when
They on stage rhyming, stage diving
Wild for the night, but we really stay wilding
Keep it cold, zero below, and you ain't in the same climate
Knock on your door at, like, 4:00 in the morning
And leave them all mourning for lack of a warning
Used to poor and important, were affording them
Jordans, and now I'm affording a foreign due to
The fact that I'm slapping with platinum recordings
I'm clapping the back of your shorty
I'm actually glad that you had the audacity, had to
Come back and just scrap with me, lacking the mastery
Haven't seen half of me
I'm practically bragging
You couldn't even win this battle if you was attacking me tactically
And it's really so sad to see that all you have is this apathy
This is a classical masterpiece
Written by: Hunter Braham
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