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Monarchal Pacifist

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Hits bong
(Coughs)
Uhhhg, that's some good shit right there...
(Laughs)
Haha, haha
(Dark Laugh)
These niggas always runner ups because I take the gold
What can i say... Fortune favours the bold
Im not old, and acting young is not my role
I'm sitting on the throne with the crown that I stole
Oh, I'm thinking about my wishes
Breaking down niggas like casserole dishes
Riches, that's what I live for
Attracting all the bitches, the f*ck em till my dick sore
I have quality predicaments of leading the rest
Yes, I'm a pest to those who think they're the best
I'm killing these niggas like smoke in the chest, and
I value my flow like treasure in the chest...
I have graves in the booth
I killed rappers with the truth
The devil is not amused, because
His demons now salute
Recruited by terrorists
Refusing like a mentalist
I'm prejudice...
To those incompetent lyricists
To those incompetent lyricists, ah
To those incompetent lyricists, ah
To those incompetent lyricists, ah
Let me take the real heads back to the 90's
Music of thee mighty
Whack niggas bite me, slightly
Unlikely, to stumble on the mic
See, it's evident and lively
I'm gifted on the rhyme schemes
I sleep with my eyes open
Nothing comes cheap, even love has a price tag showing...
Mind blowing...
I keep growing because my rhymes show it
I walk a dark path, but I see the light glowing
Like extraordinary people
Monarchal Pacifist will never a sequel
High on the music like a junkie on a needle
I'm never coming down, I'm on the level of the regals
Yes, let's have a toast for the douchebags
Hating everyday for stacking money in our school bags
Remy on the rocks while dropping knowledge with the coolkats
I keep heads bouncing, instrumentals on that boombap
Yeah, in the hood with my hood rats
My number one fans even when a nigga ski mask
Yeah, they spread my word like a mean rash
When i make it in the game, they will never need cash.
Yeah yeah, they will never need cash
Yeah yeah, they will never need cash
Yeah yeah, they will never need cash
Yeah yeah, they will never need cash
Let me take the real heads back to the 90's
Music of thee mighty
Whack niggas bite me, slightly
Unlikely, to stumble on the mic
See, it's evident and lively
I'm gifted on the rhyme schemes
I'm on the down-low, yet I'm rated very high
I'm speeding to my destiny, I never pay the fines
I'm up there with the stars, Sagittarius is my sign
December is the month, Sinatra's birthday's after mine
Kgotso is my name, and peacemaker is my alias
I'm a light drinker, but I'm heavy on the cannabis
I think ahead of time, so I never get to reminisce
Im on top of my game, a nigga's skill is on genesis
I see myself everywhere like pilot
My groupies are always there for me forever causing riots
I'm not from Orlando, but a treasure hunting pirate
I'm a bad boy attracting good like a magnet
Yeah, a young mind with some old knowledge
Killing upcoming rappers like a miscarriage
I grew up a screw up
I got into the game and guess what?
Ima blow up
(Dark Laugh)

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