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mar$ gram - mural lyrics

[verse 1]

i’m asking questions, past reflections, it lacks progression, mad i had to test em, but that’s the message, i had to send em, snapping rappers presence, with mad aggression, they past depression, slap your sad expressions, i’ll bash your sections, with jamming sessions, it’s the m-ss attention, that gets em hype, i’m ripping mics, holy god flow, it’s gives em light, exquisite type, you ain’t never seen, my visions like, a different sight, this is all i know, so listen tight, my wisdoms bright, tried to get it right, i write like a wordsmith, they say i’m so cold that’s why every verse sick, i make the words fit, and i don’t rehe-rs- it, b-tch i came to drop bars, you dropping bird sh-t, that’s all your known for, you are not a grown man, they show you no love, when you walk in homeland, my pen game make you rip off your own hand, yea they all want beef, till i start to go ham, i know vegetarians that think that sh-ts cold, i’m f-cking up the game, like i play in glitch mode, i’m pure in hip hop, i got a rich soul, only rep one side, i can never switch those, it’s called being loyal, we need to discuss, why everyone’s fronting, you see the mistrust, it takes some big guts, to say f-ck it this sucks, but the ones who back stab, are ones who get cut, from my circle, and this ain’t no rehearsal, it’s the main stage, life is like a cycle, things happens, and lanes change, we be on the hustle, stay macking and maintain, see me in the streets, chief keef, bang bang, it’s a strange game, yet i still play to win, blowing everything away, bet they still blame the wind, i never get props, yet i’m still here standing ready for the big shot, lotta yall came and went, you dudes ain’t focused, dreams it ain’t hopeless, i never did drugs yet i still made dopeness, it’s a misconception they be telling like, rappers claiming riches off of selling white, sike, they ain’t making money off that sh-t, and if they did i’d still be hungry gunning for cl-ssics, i’m that sick, i’m feel it it’s m-ssive, but i’m such a big beast, i spit it jur-ssic, i been a b-boy, see conquer and destroy, if i hear the tracks rad, i rock it like pink floyd, i’m bout to deploy, your only a decoy, when i kick your -ss out, you won’t wanna rejoin, like a group chat, and hit the boom bap track when i do that, man the gat got all you new cats back blew where your goons at, oh you too mad, homie too bad, we can do that, on a new track, when i aim and bang it straight at your brain man, like a durag, man i’m pumped up, that means you get g-ssed up, when i fuel rap, better reroute, see you looking lost now, get a new map, thought you knew that, so you better come way better than that, cause i wanna take you down, like the confederate flag, i’m no villain, but take me to prison with dylan roof, if i catch him in the lobby i’m blowing off dylan’s roof, it’s the truth, i’m babe ruth, when i walk in the booth, cause i only give em hits, i told you boys i’m the sh-t, no discussion, homie i’m sick i need robitussin, i hit em with the flows, it give em a whole concussion, now your head bops, bet, you run when the lead pops, feed em only head shots, i leave em with red tops, like its manchester, your flows older than ancestors, once i k!ll you that peace signs gon’ be the last gesture, that you ever see, hope you came prepared, b-tch you better be, people say i changed, i say no, i’m just a better me…. bars

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