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without my faith
I swear by the passage of time
Mankind is in a loss state
Except for the ones that believe in God
You know the ones who keep the faith

an Ariel shot to examine the plots
I'm surrounded by purpose
Got friends that are no longer working
And I question
All the times that we all put a verse in

Sinister Six
I conquer planets better call me Kang
Grab medusas snakes by the fangs
Fuck the music this ain't for the fans
This is just to prove that I can

respect the system
Made by the killers
That want to paint us as the villains
Back to the spittin'
Listen, who's really my competition?
Really? Is there

see me then you flap your jaw
Saying Monnzy is whack, I could do better than that
Write a verse and get scrapped by this lethal assault
Every bar's

getting older, time flying by
I'm stressing about success, trey five just to get high
Looking in the mirror, reminding myself I'm that guy
Stormy on my line

inspirational 
'Cause I was inspired by the greatest
And now I'm just spitting on the remix
I gotta finish the intro, but I'm just getting started
Imma go from

Ooh, bitch, ayy, real Murda Worth shit
Know I'm talkin' 'bout (Kele)
Uh, okay, know I'm, SXSW
Catch him out this shit, SXSW

Fan-ass nigga gon' see

These days everybody's getting cancelled
Every day I look at news
There's another new scandal
Another YouTuber who abused a younger fan
Or introduced

Nukarma I'm tryna just grow from my pass 
I'm caught by my vices and views locked on cash
And I'm 
Tryna find a shordy that's for me that's more of a side

quickly, I would never fall for a chick
But for simps it might be tricky then again, I can get a hickey

Before you subscribe to her O-Fans, oh wait, now it

encompassed by the darkness in reality of stories
It's so gory, but I'm still spelling
Spit in a ill dwelling, fill it, got a hell of a yell
I write raps that

be the reaper
Snatching your soup out of your sneakers
And we all surrounded by leeches the devil is so deceiving disguised himself as a preacher damn

karma
I'm not a fan of Obama
I'm George Washington Carver
Basic overall scholar
Y'all making peanuts and y'all don't
Know your own dollar
Squalor,

Zgadza się też fejm, zgadza się też siano
Może kiedyś by mnie to jarało, a jarało bratku
Zawsze miałem plan, bo nie ma w tym przypadku
Bo nawet po upadku

like Hawkeye yeah I got that 99 precision
Bullets caught him by surprise you know that he don't got the vision
We gon cut him up Black Panther like

that's Bands
I do what I do and you do what you can
Ain't no beef, cause I know you a fan
If I get hurt, I won't wait for a hand
I'm sendin' this message,

get it on my own by myself
Before I let you take my energy
But that's just how it goes and I know it
Homie you can keep that that energy

Man I been

Wake up and know they still makin' that cash, I'm the type of nigga that's gon' get it
Know they ambitions ain't big as my dreams
I can tell just by

night cause she my boo thang
Running my money up tryna get to these bands
Niggas claim that they up there
Walk by these niggas don't care to stare
My shit

the strongest
I float n’ dunk so flawless
M.V.P.
Can you hear those chants on friend’s tv’s?
Can you hear those fans on MTV?
I don’t ever need your empathy
It’s

my album
Then the next thing I know
He asking me for my autograph

But that is not something that's normal to me
I be earning some fans, they start

tweakin' on me
I was in my bag back in 2020
I'm the man now, yeah, you is a fan now (I'm the man now)
I got bands now, nah, you ain't my mans now (mans

Who's the guy who proved I write a bit
Loosened my appearance giving shits
Rude as I, is losing by a bit
But you and I aren't living alike, shit
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