Mito
I told them that they hadn't seen the last of me
The last of us to come this far ran out of batteries
All they needed was rhapsodies
See we were ending catastrophes before we ever had the mastery
I just tactfully maneuvered swamps of travesties
All I had were my pants and a casual tee
All they had on their minds were the casualties
Experienced by those who lived greater
I had to tell em my path actually different
Narrow as arrows aimed at bone marrows
They screamed blasphemy
And to withstand a rain of insults, Gotta move under the canopy
My strategy wasn't put together rapidly
I studied scriptures, increased my capacity
Captured trophies but never atrophy
I'm a doctor with the gadgetry
I know you tired of the scheme, I can switch it up
James Brown, I can give it up
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Did you come for Jeez or the rapper
I'm just trying to understand ya standards
I set limits then I surpass 'em
You see I'm either in a trance or in transit
See I got drive & I'm flexing
I could have the keys to the kingdom & a Lexus
Yeah I got goals, no flukes, no deflections
See my tithes is so expensive, but, not expensive
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Currently I'm too tired to write these
Lyrical mazes. Heard a demon say fight me
I've been climbing the wrong ladder for the longest
Our song is not required for those who've gone in
I envisioned a scene, literally
Spiritual spaces for all those who lyrically
Ether beats for as little as a penny
For the thought of victory is underrated, and any
Human can try to predict the Lord's movements
I like to go into battles without a thought of losing
And let loose the noose around the necks
Of the uninformed, the devil's in the stress
Experienced by those who worry over details
New age Marthas, always wondering if we'll fail
Male Mary maybe, let it rain we sailing
Sprung up, it's springtime and we still pacing
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
The last of us to come this far ran out of batteries
All they needed was rhapsodies
See we were ending catastrophes before we ever had the mastery
I just tactfully maneuvered swamps of travesties
All I had were my pants and a casual tee
All they had on their minds were the casualties
Experienced by those who lived greater
I had to tell em my path actually different
Narrow as arrows aimed at bone marrows
They screamed blasphemy
And to withstand a rain of insults, Gotta move under the canopy
My strategy wasn't put together rapidly
I studied scriptures, increased my capacity
Captured trophies but never atrophy
I'm a doctor with the gadgetry
I know you tired of the scheme, I can switch it up
James Brown, I can give it up
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Did you come for Jeez or the rapper
I'm just trying to understand ya standards
I set limits then I surpass 'em
You see I'm either in a trance or in transit
See I got drive & I'm flexing
I could have the keys to the kingdom & a Lexus
Yeah I got goals, no flukes, no deflections
See my tithes is so expensive, but, not expensive
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Currently I'm too tired to write these
Lyrical mazes. Heard a demon say fight me
I've been climbing the wrong ladder for the longest
Our song is not required for those who've gone in
I envisioned a scene, literally
Spiritual spaces for all those who lyrically
Ether beats for as little as a penny
For the thought of victory is underrated, and any
Human can try to predict the Lord's movements
I like to go into battles without a thought of losing
And let loose the noose around the necks
Of the uninformed, the devil's in the stress
Experienced by those who worry over details
New age Marthas, always wondering if we'll fail
Male Mary maybe, let it rain we sailing
Sprung up, it's springtime and we still pacing
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Momma sent him out the house
Said you gotta chase your dreams
Don't keep waiting for the money
Be yourself by any means
Momma sent him out the house
Finally, finally
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Isesele
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