The Last Recital

Yeah, that's what I'm say-
Hey bro, come look at this
What

Come look at this real quick
Armond did what?
Yeah, he made that disstrack
Oh no, he didn't

Yes, he did
Hold on
Let me see that
Yeah, yeah

Not, Not about
Not Bout That
NBT
Not about that

Stop
What is this
Uh, yeah
I still love ILuvMondo
My brother
Nobody could make me hate you
Blocked my number

Two months ago, when I called, I wasn't able
Had a little situation
Two months ago

Fixed that shit, we stable
Throwing stones on the internet, snaking me out
Guess you Cain, I'm Able

Said ain't nobody that listens to me
Then I'm supposed to shed tears
I did more in six months
What

What you did in some years
Telling people I'm a fan
That supporting you was weird
Like what

I remember making hits
Then hoping that people would hear
Ain't even gonna make a diss track
Been there, did that

Went there, fixed that
Uh
I don't even know why you blitzed back
Went to go chit chat

I can't miss that
I went to the messages figured it out
How you gonna call me gay with a dildo
Then make a song with my dick in your mouth

Guessing that niggas with little ass dicks
Like to disrespect women and shit
When they foul
I used to defend your case

When you would lie and tell people
That you ain't black
You was brown
You like, boy, what you talking about
I'm talking about how you deleted
My features

Then using me for the clout
I'm talking about how we ain't
Spoke in three months

And you still got my name in your mouth
You said it's MTM

More than motion
We ain't see the motion move
He call me trans because I work out
Fuck it, that's just what I do

He call me gay
Dissing in the closet
Boy, that shit ain't cool
How I'm gay

But you block me like a girl, you grew some boobs
We been hoopin since a jit
I told bro this shit 4L
You taught me how to do the music

Then I did my thing so well
How I'm pussy
But you dissing behind my back
This shit ain't fair

This ain't rap
This brotherhood
You switching on me
I don't care

When you was down, and wasn't fucking with your homies
Who was there
Talking shit behind they back
I had your back

Let's keep it real
They say your homies switch on you when you get up
I know that feel
But you dissing first and your excuse is

You get to them bills
This a prayer for my brother who's emotionally scarred
He could never see a ho
When they coming in flocks
Start getting bored on the phone
And they hoping you talk

But mentally, he's defeated
And hoping he walks
And physically he's got a lot of emotions
He never shows
Like, is my brother doing alright
Only heaven knows

Then people judge you for your life
Say you got no goals
It's like you got these destinations
With no where to go
I mean no way to leave
What he say to me

Juju fake on internet
What he mean NBT?
There's no way, there's no way he can't mean NBT
Shit, well I guess it's me

If a nigga did me bad, I guess I'll do him worse
But since it's you Armond, man this shit just hurt
Like we both struggle with lust, that's just our curse
Then we would hit the stu late night for a verse

Then we made a song, called it A.M. Spazz
We wanted to post as soon as we both hit the class
Man, it hit us late
Like did we post it fast

Think we should've did promotion, put it on our tab
So we remember later
This the illustration
Of how people come together in the biggest places

How two dreams come together, think we finna make it
You had a shot at NBT, so you had to take it
I hope you feel amazing and respect you, because I know you better
Better than me at rapping, so what's your vendetta?

You wanna show people around the city why you so clever
MTM, more than motion, so it's more than cheddar
There's a lot of things on your mind, you ain't never said
I love you and your posse, I just want respect

Just wanted to box y'all with gloves and everything
Even offered a couple rounds so we don't hurt our head
I'm Not Bout That, I just rap what I seen
What you spoke came from your heart, that's what you really mean

Like if I'm the only one that fake rap, me and Mondo on the track
You can go and check our discography
The song is called Energy and I hope you like it
Dynamic Duo, he was Prince and I was Michael

That era of music is dead, there's no revival
NBT and ILuvMondo, The Last Recital