paroles de chanson Mario Puzo - T.Rabb

You can feel the madness from the page that I scribble in
Ima transcend and crack the pen whether lose or win
Brain waves shock the page was raised around official men
I swear I see Picasso in the mirrors I been looking in
Still the truth flowing outlandish, melt the paint off a canvas huh
Steal your spots, And creep through like a panther huh
We gon fight over the block like we Kansas huh
I'm the God I held demons for ransom huh
Yeah you should read my latest thesis
New Chevys and it's never leases
I'm the truth but I'll die the reason
I'll leave a spitter speechless
I raise the temperature in every season
Counting cash I do it at my leisure
Hoard the money like I'm ebenezer
Slapping screw on a flight to Egypt
Three ghosts and a Mona Lisa
Thats over heads I won't explain it neither
My seat back I'm damn near horizontal
Every time I write it's like I caught a fever
I can see my name in lights so double charge the feature
Rabb

This sound like money

Nigga don't you see the scars on my hands from it
I stood through the storm as you ran from it
Before the stories were told
I wrapped em in the gold.
You gotta have a key and know the code to even get close
The only currency I know is creative control
And if the baker makes the pies, he's keeping what sold
You can't put me in a bind, that was me in cold
Truth be told the weather felt like twenty winters in a row
Frank Sinatra or Usher I did it my way
And I arrived from the backstreet not the highway
You gotta master the biz to really get rich
I'll pass my masters to my kids when I cease to exist
I am what I
You should know it by now
I'm the brains behind these beats I mastered my sound
I'm the one moving pen inciting the crowd
I'm the engineer behind boards it's clear to me now