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mowgli morris - back from the grave lyrics

[intro: mowgli morris]
whatever happened to mowgli?
who the f+ck is mowgli?
i don’t know
back from the grave, back, back from the grave
he’s waking up! he’s coming back!
back from the grave, back, back from the grave

[chorus: mowgli morris]
back from the grave
they couldn’t feel me yall, they couldn’t k!ll me off, im still the realest
back from the grave
they couldn’t seal me off, i’m in the building y’all, and imma k!ll ya
back from the grave
they couldn’t feel me yall, they couldn’t k!ll me off, im still the realest
back from the grave
they couldn’t sеal me off, i’m in the building y’all, and imma k!ll ya all
[verse: mowgli morris]
i disappearеd and game got worse
i’m a bitter motherf+cker cause the lames got first
i ain’t in for the fame, sh+t its changed, yall work
you been in a couple years, spit the same old verse
and your chains got dirt, but the dirt on your soul worse
you did for the dollars, didn’t need to be coerced
there’s a problem when you putting the dough first
the money runs out much quicker than yo thirst
i seen ogs stack up the proceeds
and trip about the sh+t they used to hate on the low key
the most street went suburban and cozy
couldn’t see they own show unless they sit in the nosebleeds
no peace, i’m at war now
they wouldn’t let me in i had to kick the door down
i’m taking hearts with me i done had mine torn out
came back from the grave for some more now

[chorus: mowgli morris]
back from the grave
they couldn’t feel me yall, they couldn’t k!ll me off, im still the realest
back from the grave
they couldn’t seal me off, i’m in the building y’all, and imma k!ll ya
back from the grave
they couldn’t feel me yall, they couldn’t k!ll me off, im still the realest
back from the grave
they couldn’t seal me off, i’m in the building y’all, and imma k!ll ya all
[verse: mowgli morris]
ghostwriters getting tired nowadays
song credits going on like a mile on the page
get your hot line blinging, built a style just for drake
throw a couple bands at ’em while they pile up the bank
and it all about them ovo boys
the best kept secret if you know you know boy
it’s benny blanco on remote control with no
way you can trace leave it open door
but it ain’t just about the lazy emcees
its the fake motherf+ckers that been crazy to me
used to check ’em at the door, now the flagrancy
real motherf+ckers would of put the flame to they feet
ain’t no pacs, ain’t no bigs, ain’t no ems left
gotta check the publicist before you hit press
do awards shows rapping in a big dress
i’m too real for this fame that’s a big flex

- mowgli morris lyrics

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