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Yo
Niggas know I be on stage the way I act a fool
Cast to play your favorite dude
Main attraction, y'all still stuck in practice like it's after school
Sweeter than a berry, way the moonlight turns my black to blue
Like the Oscars, all y'all La La land beside me just to lose
Hard to choose my favorite view
They all good at this altitude
Heard you tried to follow in my footsteps and still got confused
In for morphine how y'all use my name as drug abuse
I'm at the cutting edge, y'all so blunt at best you can pass the spoons
Afternoons to late nights
Fixing verses in between rehearsals, that's a playwright
Stick with Suli, he bullies microphones call it stage fright
Turn that pencil into a toolie and let it bang
The ottoman's what he slays like
Know y'all niggas was raised right
So bow before your elders
Respect to the hands y'all held to get fifteen seconds of stale light
Grab a pail and prepare to bail yourself out
You drowning in tears of doubt cause life looking at you with snake eyes
You'll never catch me down cause I stay high
Y'all hating on me now but don't know why
They always come around in the end
Leave the sheet they too busy grazing ground with they friends

Yeah
From out the catacombs I'm bubbling like carbonate water
Like number one on every quiz, Suli started a problem
I'm marching through all the thick and thin like Martin
I solemnly swear that none of you belong Peter Parker in Gotham
The caped crusader battling demons while praying unto the Lord
Channeling beacons, scrambling grievances and niggas is rodents
The mac with the squeezer leave em possum
All laying onto the floor
The knight in shining armor that's slaying monsters and more
I stay diligent
Stay inside myself like some solillaquists
My niggas pillage shit
Shooting zeros in bodies on some Lillard shit
Equipment's efficient this ammo never jam
To leave these niggas licked with the stick like fucking letter stamps
The check engine light blaring orange, I got some work to do
The sight of Suli senior's successor's success is irking you
Hurting you to the core
Knowing it's gon come faster than squirt that spews from a whore
Cause from birth I'm losing the war
And I don't strive for petty dairy I need all of that goat cheese
Like beefing with a type O, it only gives me protein
Niggas mad I'm living the suite life
And you Marion Moseby
You just mad I run this shit like a nosebleed
Gone



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Writer(s): Sulaiman Mausi Jr.
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