Robert Johnson

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Feeling like Niccolò Paganini, feeling like Robert Johnson
Is this a vision, am I dreaming? Is this a deal that I should pass on
What is my soul worth to me, if I'm remembered as a legend
Can't take none of it with me… or am I missing the lesson
Hunger pains make me growl till I feed
So I prowl on the beat with the need to succeed
Then my necessities in my, my life stampede
Every last hurdle, yes I definitely
Shut down any negativity, disallowing any creed with the need to impede
Then I proceed, picking out the weak
Attacking with speed and a little bit of greed
They call me gluttonous, I be like om nom nom
I bring the atom bomb, Manhattan Projects on
And I won't leave this room, you can call it my tomb
Until I've created what you could call a sonic boom
And yeah that's how it goes, until I see the crows
I must be wired differently in order to propose
To every single opportunity that I oppose
Take a knee at the crossroads for my soul
K2
Feeling like Niccolò Paganini, feeling like Robert Johnson
Is this a vision, am I dreaming? Is this a deal that I should pass on
What is my soul worth to me, if I'm remembered as a legend
Can't take none of it with me… or am I missing the lesson
The devil came, to the ville, had a soul to, steal in mind
Crossed paths, at the tracks, then he started, feelin' mine
Said if I'd, name my price and signed on the, dotted line
Like that, all my heart desired would soon be mine
He offered money, gold, cars, clothes
Erotic sex, exotic homes
I suppose he, really came to barter
Thought he'd be mad when I ripped up his goddamn offer but he
Took a deep breath and his demeanor grew calmer
Stared me in my eyes and really made the moment awkward
Seven billion souls, I chose yo's, you should be no honored
You're nothing but a human, I'm a motherfucking God with no time to waste
I just throw the line and bait
I can still close this deal 9 or 10 times today
So fine if you decline I still get mine, nigga I'll be straight
But I deal heavy on the scales, so when it's time, and I'll be weighing
Lee
Feeling like Niccolò Paganini, feeling like Robert Johnson
Is this a vision, am I dreaming? Is this a deal that I should pass on
What is my soul worth to me, if I'm remembered as a legend
Can't take none of it with me… or am I missing the lesson
I hear the Lucy, croon my name
I just wanna remove the chains
I fell from sky; must have been heaven sent
My wings clipped and covered in blood, what did I represent
Musta represented a thug straight out the effin pen
Cause life ain't gave me a far shot since my residence
Here on earth rose from the dirt to precipice
Now errybody catching a slug I hope vest equipped
Malevolent benevolence settled in my melanin
I'm devilish and elegant you prolly shouldn't have let me in
My element so hellish at a level you could never get
And deadlier than weapons get when aimed with reckless negligence
The system has got me dead inside, will I survive
Or a fallen angel supplied with 9-5
I knew niggas had to decide ride or die.
When it was time to die my god them niggas died
Feeling like Niccolò Paganini, feeling like Robert Johnson
Is this a vision, am I dreaming? Is this a deal that I should pass on
What is my soul worth to me, if I'm remembered as a legend
Can't take none of it with me… or am I missing the lesson

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