Brute, et tu?

I am here to destroy, enjoy these
Here to employ employees
And acquire new things
Inspire new dreams
Exploring new themes
I wrote a new song
And Griffin can't sing
Now, who is that dude
A bell it should ring
Now, humble yourself
And bow to your king
Allowing your speech
There's a talent unbalance
I'm findin' malice around us
With talons into my back
I'm no puppet, no cap
Ima puff it then pass
I'm in love, that's a fact
I'm on drugs, that's a fact, uh

I really just need some pills for my cataracts
Don't make me get the battle-ax
Breaking sonic barriers
Griffin is as loud as that
Griffin is so loud in fact
Griffin breaks as many ears
As he does female backs, uh

Also, every other day
Griffin comes out of the cave
To put a person to shame
Read the paper
See the facts
In the headlines, it'll say
"Another rapper gets slapped"
I will clap while I laugh
Hitting two girls at once
That is a double tap
Poppin' dreams, bubble wrap
Motherfuck that's a fact
Motherfuck that's a fact

Don't turn on me
Brute, et tu?
Their back is away
They turn, they lose
Brutus would've been so proud of you
Judas would've been astounded too
You stole from me the fountain's youth
I am the truth, loudly in the booth

Ban Hammered
Lance Armstrong'd him
Don' gon'd 'em
I pawned him off like his girl did
Whirlwind
I am move fast like a whirlwind
Pearls on my neck
I am the king of the world
Earl of all you can see
The one foreseen in prophecy
Chillin' out tropically
Topically
Y'all are weak
Y'all are meek
Y'all are meat



Credits
Writer(s): Griffin Strier
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