Just Another Rapper

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M.R.T.

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Mm
Yeah
M.R.T.
Straight out this jungle we call rap
Where none of y'all monkeys is gonna make it back
Check it, Bismillah
Monkeys I rapper flip 'em with my master rhythm
I've been gifted, so different, from all my competition
Annoying I was the boy who found joy in space
Filled with imagination I lived on another plane
Because reality is perception so I allowed mine to change
Chasing bummy rappers like it was part of the game
Y'all monkeys can't adapt to a melody beat change
Your feet hang over the covers, get put under
The boogieman coming to pull up and pump suckas'
Duckers get lined like my ducks in a row
Pluck the bucks from y'all chickens sittin' fifty below
The dividend grows, investments have rose
Like flowers into towers which shower over my foes
Knowledge is found in power, but power corrupts souls
So I spread knowledge to shatter any control hold
Knowledge of self the goal for me and mine to conquer
Destruction of self achieved because brothers can't be bothered
I honour the holy prophet, only one God I'm Islamic
Who taught me the many lessons through setbacks, I pay homage
To the father, Allow now to self lord and astonish
I seek truth in all forms deep between the slithers
Serpents surround secrets and leave venom in quivers
The path is zig-zagged, can narrowly lead to rivers
Water seeps in slivers, find an arrow before a trigger
Pharaoh, a ruler, truthfully the master
M.R.T., supreme mathematics coming to blast ya'
Trust in the just cause justice is coming after
Enough of the bluff I'm just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper with justice to go and capture
A league of my own with a team to feed the rapture
I strike like disaster apocalypse day after
Psychological thrilla' in manilla, play tapper
Dance around the stage, Ali, ring master
Thrilled to win the battle of Will, ill actor
Not a killa', don't test skill, i'll slap ya
Spill the illest since Ill Will, I'm Stillmatic
Back to back classics I'll drop and rock rapid
This mixtape game been missed since Wayne's absence
I mix sayings and miss say famous ad-libs
Tricks made to be played with, baby rabbit
Slow and steady gets last place, I race fastest
Life was made to be like a maze, it stays trapping
That which does not slay can change habits
It's okay to fail, safety is in the havoc
Problematic cats come around I smack past it
Come around, pass it, I spark minds like classes
Sitting in class and this passion can be distracting
Thinking 'bout rappin' on stage for the masses
I swing mic's like axes, win fights like Cassius
You Don't Know, G-Units in the bank like Cashis
Shady and outlandish, paid to shake asses
Convicted like a villain this vision is proactive
I'm still filming with, ill, visual tactics
Instilling with skill, and, pinnacle actions
Pen drilling through hills, getting intergalactic
Entering an interesting realm of figures in plastic
End ringing like rain, change visual drastic
The game ain't the same, we play into the basket
The fame stays to stain and ingrain cynical addicts
Manipulation seems strange 'til we're into the casket
Into imagination a nation of image captured
Interpretated to make basic unchanging patterns
As stated I play with sayings to make faster
I'm the favourite of your favourite, but not saying the greatest rapper
A day in great disaster, I came to verbally plaster
Attacking the monkeys, I done already flipped 'em backwards
If I had anything left to say for the page they'd call me pastor
But imma call it a day, cause i'm just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper
Just another rapper

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