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dubbl.oh'z - mr. music man lyrics

intro:
what up?
i said “what up?”
yeah, yeah

verse 1 (dubbl.oh’z):
mis-mis-mis-mis-mister music man
that is what they call me on every single land
you can hate if you wanna, but your wifey is a fan
it’s funny that you’re salty, cause your swagga stays bland
think you saving the world like you captain america
you ignorant critics turned me into a predator
i don’t forget my roots when i shoot this baretta
lyrics stay colder than the north of canada
when i enter the room, everyone’s an amateur
when i bless the mic, yo it really can’t get realer
it’s the fear of the unknown that has got your
mind in a daze when my flows give you lockjaw
you try to play it off and say that i am whack
but you don’t believe yourself; you’re like a priest without religion
make my own beats and i surely write my own raps
soon i’ll take your hearts with this here incision

hook:
to feel ecstasy
the recipe
is music man
i’m mr. music man

hear the melody
feel the energy
of music man
i’m mr. music man

verse 2 (dubbl.oh’z):
been out zoning to the depths of my mind
just digging, digging tryna see what i find
though i’m not doing well, i’m living driven
by the hope i’ll know myself in the ending. isn’t –
it weird that in over two decades
i’m still lost with no cause, so how do you dare say
that you know me when i’m feeling missing
in my own life; dunno what is real or fiction
tryna kill all friction. are you at all listening?
so-called christians judging me, but smitten –
with thoughts of jealousy
don’t all you fellas see
you’re acting as the kerosene –
burning people’s lives down?
swore not to ever use my sword on victims
but that was way before you became my opposition
pimp hand strong on every one of you vixens
i never go limp though i’m a pimp
f-ck y’all

hook:
to feel ecstasy
the recipe
is music man
i’m mr. music man

hear the melody
feel the energy
of music man
i’m mr. music man

verse 3 (rrp repper):
before my curtains close –
before i was a wiz kid; no amber rose –
with ah snot nose
and some dirty clothes –
never
but i still knew
i could do better –
they be talking about history –
to tell the truth
all that sh-t
don’t mean sh-t to me –
fat to the ribs
nah i can’t
let that stick to me –
quick money kinda funny?
that’s a lick to me –
that’s a lick to us
shout out geez us –
and i ain’t talking god’s son
i am not done –
and that ain’t a diss to my p-ss –
i think p-ss
i’m tryna sip cheer with my gl-ss
hate won’t last –
im tryna chic chic ta boom! blast –
speed race fast
i don’t even know how to crash –
but me mad
these cops won’t protects us –
be happy that the moms ain’t neglect us

hook:
to feel ecstasy
the recipe
is music man
i’m mr. music man

hear the melody
feel the energy
of music man
i’m mr. music man

outro:
feel the energy (×3)
feel the energy-gy-gy-gy

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