paroles de chanson Mighty The Great - Esa Mighty

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Never let em make you think you something that you ain't
Gotta stay real so your words hold weight
Never taught how to drink I just lead to the lake
Words from the great
No matter how long that it takes
Lost count of all my mistakes
Bounce back every time
Breaking they necks double take
Fuck next I'm up now to the plate
Don't be surprised
Look in e y e's
No tags yea no id
Big moves no p I p
Gang here name AME
Love me my t I t s
Oh Side d's on my b I t s
Bee sting like the great Ali
Energy on don't mind me
Jaw drop oh my oh mi
playing me in Wyoming
Uhh
That's a little bit of lyrical ability
Bout to level up on my stability
Ooh ooh ah
They can never match my creativity
I'm everything your bum ass ever wanna be
Nah ahh ah
Royalty you looking at my pedigree
The king is always mentioned by the peasantry
Ha ha ha
You can take all your methamphetamine Just know you're never ever catching up to me

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I could end it here
But I'm tryna take it over there
Take it to the level that they fear
Get this high look down you'll get scared
Being back at the bottom only thing I fear
Only thing that I
We were barely above poor
Many years I was sleeping on the floor
Mama shedding tears i would wonder what for
Then I grew and got depression everyday was like war
Looking back
Wish I could've done more
Look Ahead
Cause there's so much more
So much time
So much to explore
You deserve the whole world for the light in your soul
So I'm finna get it
But on my terms
See the fire on the road cause side burns
Stare at light for too long make my eyes hurt
There's a difference between a rapper and Rhymers
Ima cut your throat blood drip thru your designer
Yea ima doer you're a trier
I just tell my life meanwhile you a liar
Mighty the great better yet call me sire

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