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o'mighty zeus - staged lyrics

aye, listen
i don’t really feel rappers
y’all living like a savage, right
in a cr+ppy life
y’all be at home, checking that baggage price
only had to strike
when stagnancy set in my path to write
had advice for k!llers
that sought my death as a practiced vice
never lacked in might
that was all you, i’ve sworn to
just crack a mic at ya average height
and then a strong brew
he chatter quick, got hit with ladders twice
before his short fuse
and my chick is all news
the chicks you pick from cartoons
it’s a wrongful death
k!lling rats for strong contempt
he was trapping off consent
ya phones is tapped, but call for meds
n+ggas cap when all is dead
hardheads who always beg
i part heads with cautious threats
you call feds when offing tek’s
the game’s a mess
in all respect, i don’t respect not a one of y’all
you can check, but off+wreck
y’all just sweat, when a gun’s involved
why should i punish y’all
i rummage through a hundred bars
just sonning y’all
n+ggas call a ref, if they wanna ball
i’m coming off a break
i applaud ya fake obnoxious fate
then i drop ya face
in a quick beat of a heart rate
y’all beyond snakey
my palms achy
they all hate me
‘cuz i’m long gone and beyond flakey
i bomb babies
f+ck rap, i had enough
i splatter masks on my batter up
ya favorite rapper tragically done packed it up
rapid stuff
attacking these rap rattlers, wrap ’em up
pack macks in a lavish truck
pack gats in a traffic rush
and after lunch
i’mma take a breather, as i take the seater
raise the meter
fleet full of crazy leaders who take ya diva
trained to beat ya
from navy seals who blaze with fevers
greatly need to break you teachers
who just plainly deceived us, n+gga
this life’s a stage, try to up it
ripping pages out in public
i’m amazed at how they dub it
but f+ck it, it’s the american dream, you gotta touch it
the schemes, you gotta love it
the team, you gotta run with but f+ck it

if i was never ya man, why would you choose
understand what i do
for the clan as my muse
amused, i still take it, run with it
confused for just one minute
could leave you type screwed, with not one pivot
guns spitting, out of ya house
the gum spitting out of ya mouth
the run’ll get you got in a drought
my conscious is out
lined by a prophet with mouse
who’s online for all his profit amounts
opted to doubt
out for the count
dropping an ounce of optimal routes
misogynist who rip blouses off, but plops on a couch
my response is to them clowns in the house
trump endorsers
fake thugs in fedoras
who take slugs to they mourning
in great blood when it’s pouring
quarantined from ignorance
i torch ya spleen
with my metaphoric, pluralistic aura
i’m sort of mean
but euphorically, i torture so+called artists
carve my dreams in coffins
i taunt teams who flaunting
caution needs to be taken through my rude awakening
ya crew is too complacent
when i spit my sh+t that made you fools basic
the blatant audacity of rappers faking images
my patience is rapidly, unhappily be getting thin
then again
can’t blame you actors who’s insignificant
my legitimate syndicate
rip you to shreds and little bits
the penmanship is infinite
the rhetoric is limitless
i regret not admitting it
the best rap partic+p+nt, n+gga
this life’s a stage, try to up it
ripping pages out in public
i’m amazed at how they dub it
but f+ck it, it’s the american dream, you gotta touch it
the schemes, you gotta love it
the team, you gotta run with but f+ck it

this life’s a stage, try to up it
ripping pages out in public
i’m amazed at how they dub it
but f+ck it, it’s the american dream, you gotta touch it
the schemes, you gotta love it
the team, you gotta run with, n+gga

- omighty zeus lyrics

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