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mossaveli - eggshells lyrics

[verse 1]

keep your khalessi’s
sarai a different species
my manners the only thing ‘bout me about decency
my only hurdle is your bias & your recency
the balancing act shape the world evenly
gotta not feel, to feel what feelings feel like
what’s your achilles, then you can truly heal it right
closest i been to a rapper car was hot wheels
n+ggas substitute that for going pac real
who the f+ck am i..?
n+ggas got bills
so get your presidents
& appease to their preferences
tryna hold my weight like all the oakland residents
… likе all the oakland residents
free monеy, f+ck a d+mn trade
i got what the lord made
& what a chord can say
it’s n0body on this earth that you can’t praise
& for some reason you still think i’m man made?
were the voices in my head god…?
was it him before & he just took off?
questions i ask myself could get me booked off
now you see why i can’t get these hooks off
[verse 2]

the one, make shaun stop saying “ hova “
the one, that make apple bring the prices lower
the one, written in code in one of elon’s folders
with more stories than a rock star’s chauffeur
i’m a n0body, i’m normal as uno
all the colors you know, another day as usual
i’m on the hunt for boss man, who i gotta prove to?
… you’re out your mind man
if i could say one thing, my back hurt
from going & back forth between myself & my rap worth
it came later, but this my draft year
i slip out the maze with every last tear
no tear, no tier could ever hold me
i was taught work ethic by the one & only
so the repetition, is prime kobe
for simpler minded, means you can’t hold me

[verse 3]

i come from all spots
it’s been horror on the audience like when the call drops
f+ck the bad ones, i don’t mean all cops
relating to every soul like all stops
line for line, let’s let a jaw hit
i get the separation that only moss’d get
who you in it for
who you in the sauce with?
i’m so high, i’m thinking i could get sp+ce shipped
or i’m sp+ce equipped
now ms. sanchez can’t play favorites
childhood trauma, not worth a d+mn penny
i make the dead wanna dance with me
every shiver is a level up
y’all gone be in trouble when i really put the devil up
and i mean the kind, ain’t no coming back from
mind+f+cks+death, you can’t run
so walk on eggsh+lls

just walk on eggsh+lls

- mossaveli lyrics

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