Azealia Banks

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Roman the Writer

Roman the Writer is a musical artist known for his compelling storytelling and thought-provoking lyrics. He combines elements of hip-hop, spoken word poetry, and soulful melodies to create a unique and captivating musical style. Roman's music often delves into social issues, personal experiences, and the complexities of the human condition. With his distinct voice and powerful delivery, he has gained a dedicated following who appreciates his raw and introspective approach to music. more »

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No, no, no, I got some shit for y'all niggas. Hold up!
I'm 'bout to set it on y'all niggas!

I been that Indigo Child since the birth of me. Perfect in purple
She said that I change her from Rosa to Burgundy
Casio cobalt b-lue, baby turnin' me straight
with that tabby tsunami taste.
La Regla de Ocha. Océano bandito.
O' Yemaya--mother of women who surf with me
Lavin' in Juniper Breeze with Paleras
Who want to beguile the salt of the Earth with me
I spit what I pen, baby. That is a certainty
Witch of the scriptures, they rise up and learn with me
Queen on the cross, and we finna have fun with this fuego
It's benefits to bitches burnin' me!
Roman's resurgence, we used to that third degree
Puttin' a curse on me, swear that they hurtin' me
You're just a servant, do nothin' but work for me!
Bitch, you my son. I ain't talkin' paternity!

It's too little, too late for this bum nigga BS!
You best get to steppin', go lace up your FILAs
I rumble spires like a king, like a T-rex
I ball like LeBron, you're like Raptors on defense!
I'm known to offend, it's somewhat of a reflex
Like buttons on remotes, I'm leavin' 'em p-ressed
I'm walkin' on air, I ain't talkin' no Seacrest
We cut these copycats like Whack and Martinez
The f*ck out my face, bitch!
You think you can try me like samples?
The f*ck is your La-Ganga laced with?
I'm the meaning of mean when I'm getting this green
I guess Roman's abrasive
Gold doubloons, what I'm paid with
All my papers got faces
Cotton-Linen, what a great mix!

Tell me how you're gonna draw breath when your jugular is under my feet?
You might need an IV, little son of mine
Please stop coming at me with blood on thy teeth!
You will not get the best of anyone on my team!
It be hella icy whenever-when I breathe
Water-walkin' like Jesus only when I freeze
I'm the westwave chief. No runnin' in my seas!
Bitch, I'm way too/two fish, Pieces

It's about to get to lit, but you can't win this match
'Cause The Writer is hotter than hell!
I get coinage 'cause I'm kunty
I'm really loving the cerulean marks on my bills
I am that bitch. You came out of my snatch
I delivered you, but I'm your father as well
All my verses are a problem,
I never bottom, but I really be topping myself

Bitch, I'm Azealia Banks with the spells
Sea Santero with the hex
I make ya Anna Wintours melt
The Prince of P-Y-R-E-X
My dividends divide ya cells
Roman Zolanski on my checks
I'll let you in, you'll be my guest
Some lovey-Dovey type of sex
I drip Godiva, nigga
Bare vanilla on my chest
This boy is ebony-obsessed
The blacker the berry

Gemini 29, come alive!
You bitches better recognize!
Black and white. Live in color, televised
I leave these bigots terrified
I break the banks and let 'em fly!
Put presidents up in the sky. It's raining 10s and 5s
Buy and sell you once I set the price
I'm the one to emphasize
I AM THE ONE THAT YOU FETISHIZE!!
Gemini 29, come alive!
You bitches better recognize!
Black and white. Live in color, televised
I leave these bigots terrified
I break the banks and let 'em fly!
Put presidents up in the sky. It's raining 10s and 5s
Buy and sell you once I set the price
I'm the one to emphasize
I AM THE ONE THAT YOU FETISHIZE!!

Verified, certified, I specialized in leavin' niggas dead inside
Devil's eyes. Got genocide on my mind
Identify the weakest link, the bottom of the barrel
And hit 'em with pesticide!
They're petrified. Emotions that they can't describe
I jeopardize their safety as I'm energized
My exercise for the day. HEY!
I'm ahead of you nobodies. Sorry if I'm so cocky
Roman The Writer is advanced
Writing lyrics while I run on tears, sweat, and blood
And you call yourself a rapper by chance?
Like a diamond in the rugged, I be shinin' next to nothin', nigga
These niggas stay in the stands.
Take a sec to give thanks to the great Miss Bank$
Sea Queen. Aquababes, let's dance!

See eye, oh see my father
Witch I are, but it's modern
Part the red and turn water into wine
Blessed brujas unbothered
Nevermind that their daughters
Drowned in fantasea waters
They'll be fine

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