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mson (making something outta nothing) - eden lyrics

[intro: ferdinand stan]
everybody want a bite of the fruit
leave it forbidden with eden inside the garden of youth (hoov!)
whole clan comin’ into stu
how you maneuver to the loser who got something prove (move!)

[verse 1: jake the misfit]
i used to envy all the cats up in my scene
till i got older and realized i could make this my own dream
now they see me, they notice what i could bring
i control it, it’s all set in motion and now, i have a team
we stay flexed up, who’s next up?
skip over the game likеs cheques uh
got the mеthods for the mans, put the tang in the clan like wu
over your head like we hoop, they all love to gossip
but we’ve got the scoop, ’bout to serve it to ya red hot
aiming high like that red dot, down to earth with bedrock
these suckas are salty like some wet jocks, have your head bop
it’s mson till i die, we’re about to set off (uh), baow!

[verse 2: seaning]
don’t plan to fall off, i climb to peak
i grip the sky, suffice, we glidin’, ridin’ the beat
you hide, get defeated, slidin’ off the side of the title
i got that mindset of a titan, found my cycle, repeat, argh!
i find within, the grind and lit the fire
i rip and fly up, i found my plane and i’mma pilot it
ain’t never tired, i keep writin’ for days, you slightly amazed
now find me crashing waves up in my pirate ship, sh+t
you call me absurd, you nerd on the curb
now, see me rip a verse with the ferd, ya heard it
i learnt the ways, f+ck it, you’re lame, suck it
when ragin’ on the stage, can’t contain the ruckus
could never do it, that’s what they said, argh!
now catch me slashing beats, call me jason!
making the tunes with movement, i knew
from day dot what i could do, so f+ck you!
[verse 3: flipz]
on internet, he’s tough but in person he a b+tch
how many times did we have to prove the shh?
right now, i’m hurting, can’t show love
last words to my pop, “i miss you, bud”
need these drugs, only love for the plug
seen me back in the day
wouldn’t let me f+ck back then, said “no way”
f+cked her best friend, now they all want a taste
no, we ain’t move the same way
nah, you ain’t pay, what you owe
you front and stole, you lied and told
and that’s why i’m better off on my only
less chance for them switching upon me
i know it’s sad but i gotta watch homies
they don’t understand, it’s real g’s only
know it’s sad but i gotta watch homies
they don’t understand, it’s real g’s only

[hook: ferdinand stan]
yuh, everybody want a bite of the fruit
leave it forbidden with eden inside the garden of youth (hoov!)
whole clan comin’ into stu
how you maneuver to the loser who got something prove (move!)

[verse 4: yobs365]
simple facts when i run it up, never ever will i give a f+ck
it’s gettin’ harder when i’m on the run
and i’m on the run every f+ckin’ month
in my own lane like i’m on a bus
yeah, these b+tches, man, they know what’s up
couple xans and they give it up and they wonder why i never fell in love
never trust a b+tch, all i want’s a couple hundred kids
too bump my sh+t on a night like this, kick back, i’mma light my spliff
i just wanna go hard, super saiyan like i’m gohan
what you sayin’, brah? there’s no love, all i gotta do is show up, ay
brother, who you know do it like me?
no other! i dont give a f+ck what you think
yobs oner, yeah, you better know i’m the king
from the gutter, still middle finger to the pigs
and i do this, and i do that
you are clueless, get a clue, lad
call me 2pac by the way that i hit ’em up
better move back to your lane, i dont give a f+ck
sayin’ “who’s that?” in the game when i run a muck
just a new cat with a brain, tryna live it up
go out get my d+ck sucked then i head home
boy better know when i come with flow
i’m runnin’ the show and i’m closin’ the curtains
f+ck with the flow and i hope it is workin’
i work through the night, perfectin’ my craft
puffin a j while i’m chuggin’ the draft
[verse 5: bleeza]
whack rappers, sad slackers with lyrics amidst atrocious
mist emitting, been splitting the seas like i was moses
venom leaking, levels of toxicity: high dosage
take it from a photographer, y’all a bunch of poses
rhythmical agility, ability i possess
better check the levels, brother, put trust in the process
golden be the medal, veterans ain’t even bold yet
moët, soul checked, be teaching coeds
pushing the limits as i diminish the gimmicks
it’s kinda fitting to hit it, sometimes subliminally thrilling
trigger happy, i’m k!llin’, seemingly willingly winnin’ while i’m
poppin’ and pillin’ the pillage, like a viking, i’m taking the village
but check, i’mma change the scheme it seems
driving down the highway, high beams were keen
to k!ll the beat and rack hits like a fiend
100 k’s an hour, the power is what we feed on
taking the tower, these cowards they lean on our shoulder
but hold up, i’ve told ya, i’m about to rock
better believe i’m getting boulder, meaner and colder
seams to be sewed up with no fuss
succeeding success, address the succeeders done blown up!

[hook: ferdinand stan & all]
everybody want a bite of the fruit
leave it forbidden with eden inside the garden of youth (hoov!)
whole clan comin’ into stu
how you maneuver to the loser who got something prove (move!)
everybody want a bite of the fruit
leave it forbidden with eden inside the garden of youth (hoov!)
whole clan comin’ into stu
how you maneuver to the loser who got something prove (move!)

everybody want a bite of the fruit
leave it forbidden with eden inside the garden of youth (hoov!)
whole clan comin’ into stu
how you maneuver to the loser who got something prove (move!)

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