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mtp - cypher lyrics

[verse 1: sloth]
got a f-cking question, what’s your intention
is it the money is it the fame, cause you won’t win in this game
just looking out for my best interest, know i’m better than the rest
you just a rapper i’m a lyricist, this sh-t got me a rolly on my wrist
all i do is make hits, living my life like f-ck the scripts
yeah this sh-t a peice of art, this for all my boys going hard
need a verse i’ll be there, living with no care
they be listening to me like no fair, but we finally in here
rap is dead yeah ok you f-cking fossil
voice is f-cked but i’m still deadin you
they looking back like man how we miss that kids sh-t
but it’s cool cause my raps fit
my lifes a movie no visual effects, man just give it a rest
you know i’m better than you’ll ever be
yeah, you the type of dude to jerk off to his own s-x tape
trigger finger slipped now you in a ditch
sh-t guess karmas just a b-tch, but she’s my b-tch
and she owes me, so just take this as a lesson
to never f-ck with me or my boys, you think this good but it’s just a test
i’m hitting so much you need a bulletproof vest
this just the sh-t that happen when i ain’t depressed
your b-tch -ss just got finessed

[bridge: mtp]
aye
this that boombap sh-t
take it way way back
run it back, run it back
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
aye

[verse 2: mtp]
i don’t wish death on anyone but some people deserve it
you think you are the king, b-tch, i’m the master, you’re the servant
i’ve started this rap sh-t purely just to vent
but i hope one day, that rap could pay my rant
nah nah, hope i can buy my own apartment
nah nah, i’ll buy my parents a new apartment
nah nah, i’ll buy my parents a f-cking mansion
‘cus i just know i’ll be the only one they always mention’
your f-ckers flex you got some bread
well, i’ll have a pizza
that’s dough, sauce and cheese
cl-ss dismissed
we forgot that you exist
been lowkey, came out his cave and he’s suddenly the sh-t
but he never made a hit
he cannot commit
motherf-ckers thinking that he is the sh-t
and he thinks that he’s the sh-t
but they don’t know sh-t about any of sh-t
i’m like j. cole with the “sh-t”s, ayy

[verse 3: artisan]
there couldn’t be stars if there wasn’t any darkness
there wouldn’t be bars, if i wasn’t an artist
all these little rappers out here looking really harmless
don’t step in my way, cause lately, i’ve been feeling kinda heartless
it’s bout time, i step in and tell em that what they saying means nothing
all these other rappers talk about is money, and women
i get you can flex, but do it when you actually have something
i’m just tryna keep it real, only do it cause i love it
and want em to relate, put nothing else above it
gotta a lot up on my plate, but it’s never out my budget
used to think that i should wait, but now i’m saying f-ck it
we gon take it to another level, like a seventh circle
give em heat like the devil with the pen and not the metal
you know me, i never settle
i never plan to ease up on the pedal
now grab a ladder, and try to get up on our f-cking level

- mtp lyrics

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