Ozymandias
My last two brains cell rattle around
The globe of death is my mental pound
Ozymandias wears no crown
Saturnine shroud is what weighs me down
Hope I do it better this time around
Tyrant in a past life better now
Karma is a chain and I wear it proud
Hope when I'm buried it's on hallowed ground
Shamelessly aim for world renown
Visiting places I can't pronounce
Dropping that coin in my account
Building my empire from the ground
Don't give a fuck if I make dad proud
Don't give a fuck if this makes you frown
If you've got an opinion, please sit down
You've got taste, in trace amounts
808 thumping up and down
Like a P-A-W-G I I bounce
On a blitzkrieg flow, through this track I trounce
Any wack MC try'na count me out
With the Big League Pros, I'ma still stand out
Stay ten toes down, growing my technique
I'ma keep my pride, practice what I preach
Never speak on a beat what I don't believe
Am I profound or am I profane?
What comes to mind when you hear my name?
Me and family are quite estranged
Maybe that's why I seeked the stage
Growing up black sheep, heard them say
I was debased, depraved, deranged
Couldn't understand, couldn't see my pain
But I knew I would escape one day
I don't sleep, I don't rest, don't give y'all no reprieve
Sometimes when I'm rapping I think I forget to breathe
I don't chase the paper I let fortune come to me
Surrender to the universe, fulfill my destiny
Practicing my trust no more mindset scarcity
Since I found my goddess I've got mental clarity
Blissed out on divinity I thank adversity
Boolin, turning profit off my eccentricity
I'm a socialist but I got a boojie tendencies
Socialite come out at night to wax poetically
I am apolitical, do it imperfectly
Acquire old aesthetics just to spite modernity
Fuck a politician they all talk in doublespeak
What they lack in substance - made up with complexity
When I hear one talk I start to gag reflexively
The globe of death is my mental pound
Ozymandias wears no crown
Saturnine shroud is what weighs me down
Hope I do it better this time around
Tyrant in a past life better now
Karma is a chain and I wear it proud
Hope when I'm buried it's on hallowed ground
Shamelessly aim for world renown
Visiting places I can't pronounce
Dropping that coin in my account
Building my empire from the ground
Don't give a fuck if I make dad proud
Don't give a fuck if this makes you frown
If you've got an opinion, please sit down
You've got taste, in trace amounts
808 thumping up and down
Like a P-A-W-G I I bounce
On a blitzkrieg flow, through this track I trounce
Any wack MC try'na count me out
With the Big League Pros, I'ma still stand out
Stay ten toes down, growing my technique
I'ma keep my pride, practice what I preach
Never speak on a beat what I don't believe
Am I profound or am I profane?
What comes to mind when you hear my name?
Me and family are quite estranged
Maybe that's why I seeked the stage
Growing up black sheep, heard them say
I was debased, depraved, deranged
Couldn't understand, couldn't see my pain
But I knew I would escape one day
I don't sleep, I don't rest, don't give y'all no reprieve
Sometimes when I'm rapping I think I forget to breathe
I don't chase the paper I let fortune come to me
Surrender to the universe, fulfill my destiny
Practicing my trust no more mindset scarcity
Since I found my goddess I've got mental clarity
Blissed out on divinity I thank adversity
Boolin, turning profit off my eccentricity
I'm a socialist but I got a boojie tendencies
Socialite come out at night to wax poetically
I am apolitical, do it imperfectly
Acquire old aesthetics just to spite modernity
Fuck a politician they all talk in doublespeak
What they lack in substance - made up with complexity
When I hear one talk I start to gag reflexively
Credits
Writer(s): Aleksis Shaw
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