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cmoi - mito lyrics

i told them that they hadn’t seen the last of me
the last of us to come this far ran out of battery
all they needed was rhapsodies
see we were ending catastrophes before we ever had the mastery
i just tactfully manoeuvred swamps of travesties
all i had were my pants and a casual tee
all they had on their minds are the casualties
experienced by those who lived greater
i had to tell em my path actually different
narrow as arrows aimed at bone marrows
they screamed blasphemy
and to withstand a rain of insults, gotta move under the canopy
my strategy wasn’t put together rapidly
i studied scriptures, increased my capacity
captured trophies but never atrophy
i’m a doctor with the gadgetry, cmoi
i know you tired of the scheme, i can switch it up
james brown, i can give it up

momma sent him out the house
said you gotta chase your dreams
don’t keep waiting for the money
but be yourself by any means
momma sent him out the house
finally, finally

did you come for jeez or the rapper
i’m just trying to understand ya standards
i set limits just so i can surpass ’em
you see i’m either in a trance or in transit
man i got drive & i’m flexing
i could have the keys to the kingdom & a lexus
man i got goals, no flukes, no deflections
please don’t tell me bout a price, i’m expensive, respect it

momma sent him out the house
said you gotta chase your dreams
don’t keep waiting for the money
but be yourself by any means
momma sent him out the house
finally, finally

currently i’m too tired to write these
lyrical mazes. heard a demon say fight me
i been climbing the wrong ladder for the longest
our song is not required for those who’ve gone in
i envisioned a scene, literally
spiritual sp+ces for all those who lyrically
ether beats for as little as a penny
for the thought of victory is underrated, and any
human can try to predict the lord’s movements
i like to go into battles without a thought of losing
and let loose the noose around the neck
of the uninformed, the devil is in the stress
experienced by those who worry over details
new age marthas, always wondering if we’ll fail
male mary maybe, let it rain we sailing
sprung up, it’s springtime, we still pacing

momma sent him out the house
said you gotta chase your dreams
don’t keep waiting for the money
but be yourself by any means
momma sent him out the house
finally, finally

- cmoi lyrics

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