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the blu mantic, st elmo - nihilophobia lyrics

[the blu mantic]

instead, is that voice ok?
ain’t no selfies in the studio!

i don’t trap, but you bet i’m in the dope spot
i don’t even rap, but i’ll tell you why my throat hot
in the booth like i’m cooking up on the coke rock
on a rapper ass that lack bars like the soap drop
pause
if she make it clap you can hold you applause
imma sucka for p+ssies and vanishing bras
call me blue magic
break it down and bag it
ptah! and i ain’t even braggin’
m+th+fka i’m aladdin
spoken word, dope brother i’m snappin’
summon the mantic, you gotta speak latin
eating this beat, can you pass me a napkin
imagine an assassin smoother than satin
fire in his eyes, i was trained by a dragon
betta hop up on it now whilе there’s room in the wagon
(sikе!)
with one mic i’ll crush ya whole third reich
scare internet trolls and call ’em on skype
she peachy with this plumber cause i’m laying the pipe
these lame nighas talk sh+t and still don’t wipe (eww)
aye! i said no selfies in the studio
(ya mean!)

mi llamo azul cause i reflect
i’m the cross of a.i. and ai
grand hustler but no t.i
subconsciously i stay high
sippin’ tea in my tesla
lighting up the sky
(wooo!)
working so hard i’m talking to the bees
my circle so small, i’m talking to myself
it’s business time
i ain’t worried about his old mind
on the internet to upgrade my net worth
that’s real spill, shout out money network
(yuh, mayne)
aye! no selfies in the studio!

[money network]

look!
i’m forced to function
i’m bored with nothing
my time is coming like
two watches f+cking
the top is something
i passed when i was like
twenty something
i’m sick sipping on theraflu
aware you’re not the average bear
you gone break a chair or two
the plot gets deeper
barack obama the heater
44 millimeter
i run like a reverend preacher
student became the master, i mastered now i’m the teacher
peace it up
i’d rather eat reese’s pieces than beef it up
here, take this picture
can’t be taking selfies
my momma told me eat my veggies
now i’m grown and wealthy
if real g’s move in silence
then i’m roaming stealthy
the wicked witch caught my drip and now she’s
melting, melting, melting
money and blu
just call us rhyming and truth
eat beats and end up chipping a tooth
money and blu just call us
rhythm and blues
enormous feet you couldn’t walk in my shoes
truth

- the blu mantic st elmo lyrics

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