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Hero's Journey (feat. Yungjiro)
by Sir J Silver
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Holy Mary
These bitches don't know shit about
Cautionary
Dig deep in my lyrical
Cemetery
My words cut stich them
Stationary so go pray in a sanctuary
I'm a missionary from a monastery
I'm a hero of my own fairy tail
Like story of Huckleberry and Fin
Mark Twain in library
Leaves stains in its vocabulary
Rappers should be in a criminal cage
For their cynical lyrical swage
Off their shit I'm fucking ashamed
They should get paid minimal minimum wage
And be spit out with biblical rage
Placed in order in chronological age
Listen fella
I'll sort this short Novella
And report back to Rockefeller
Escort you back into Umbrella
Or transport like wine in cellar
Under a ship in port Milano
Fortepiano that's about to fell
Apart and Lord sing acapella
Combust comport you marshmallow
Or mushroom - Portobello
Mort - a snort you purport a villain
You're unequal like a Vorticella
I'll open up a portal to the
Vortigaunt
World of Xen with a horde
Cause war has began
They fight like a feminine brawl
I'll be eating my cinnamon roll
I'll be watching these sinner men crawl
They're pealing of a cole
Broccoli onion unfold
Probably funny and cold
How tearing a specimen of soul
Could be gentlemen evident told
I'm a hero of my own story
Set to zero dawn my glory
I'll be back in a sec no worries
With a stack of new territories
Holy Mary
These bitches don't know shit about
Cautionary
Dig deep in my lyrical
Cemetery
My words cut stich them
Stationary so go pray in a sanctuary
I'm a missionary from a monastery
I'm a hero of my own fairy tail
Like story of Huckleberry and Fin
Mark Twain in library
Leaves stains in its vocabulary
Rappers should be in a criminal cage
For their cynical lyrical swage
Off their shit I'm fucking ashamed
They should get paid minimal minimum wage
And be spit out with biblical rage
Placed in order in chronological age
Listen fella
I'll sort this short Novella
And report back to Rockefeller
Escort you back into Umbrella
Or transport like wine in cellar
Under a ship in port Milano
Fortepiano that's about to fell
Apart and Lord sing acapella
Combust comport you marshmallow
Or mushroom - Portobello
Mort - a snort you purport a villain
You're unequal like a Vorticella
I'll open up a portal to the
Vortigaunt
World of Xen with a horde
Cause war has began
They fight like a feminine brawl
I'll be eating my cinnamon roll
I'll be watching these sinner men crawl
They're pealing of a cole
Broccoli onion unfold
Probably funny and cold
How tearing a specimen of soul
Could be gentlemen evident told
I'm a hero of my own story
Set to zero dawn my glory
I'll be back in a sec no worries
With a stack of new territories
