Morph

You fucking with me you fuck with my friends
You don't want a piece you don't want an end
You cannot erase you scratch out my signature
Last in the race I'm cropped out the picture

Fight the next beast in the next chapter
It's coming at me while I chase after
What do I see? Money grow faster
Don't know what I need I'm my own master

Everybody really worried bout the next day
Everybody hate tomorrow like it's doomsday
Everybody rip a ticket up to take trains
Everybody lies on tracks just to vent pain

They call me digital Boe put in work
They call me inept they call me a nerd
Already below me I call them inert
All I do is flex the skill I exert
Save room for dessert

I've been left behind now I'm coming with you
With the same fate I won't let it hit you
Like your old sins haunt and came and bit you
But you said you're fine but I don't believe you

Friends in the cell all them amoeba
It's not about guns it's not about beamers
It's not about drugs it's not about reefa
It's time I can tell I finally teach em

I am limber change my form and shape
When they can't adapt they just grab and take
But I'm slick and smooth like a marinade
I just sit and soak knowledge I marinate

Wanting sharp edges like a broken plate
Like a magazine ammo's outta case
Like a magazine but it's outta place
Call me MF Doom cause I cover face
Always hide my face

Yeah yeah

Everybody at the party better listen up
Better find out who you with fore you give em up
Better count up all your blessings fore you fill your cup
Getting ready take the world on when you waking up

Not many people take a second thanking who they should
Not many people have the people round them who they should
Not many people give they life though they say they would
Too many people snuff ambition but they prolly could
But they prolly could



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Sossi Romano
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