Текст песни G.R.a.L. - J-Megatron

Jacka
They calling you the greatest
It kinda hurt
Because you still underrated
Now we harmonize on our intro
Raps syncopated
Been strugglin wit these emotions
So I write it down
Ridin for my baby mava
I ain't dyin wit these clowns
David Price on the track
Throwin strikes from mound
Damn
Should've answered ya phone
When I was callin
The work is put in
Now Javier is ballin
Your involvement
Was minimal
Spoke dream into existence
Manifested in the physical
God in the ether
Emerged from the invisible
Middle finger to young thug
Ya undercovers is despicable
Throwin up my nuckles
Yuownt want none a deez
U 25y/o and still a wanna be
Livin witcha mama
Finna get her house shot up
You was raised in the church
This ain't how you was brought up
I'm the Mob

Realize
I'm the greatest alive
It's on a spaceship I ride
Gotta 1000 songs for you to download
I've been makin these rhymes
Shootin at the police
Hopin a agent will die
Plot plan n strategize
I've been takin my time
Gotta find peace
Found a haven inside
Youkid tell bye the hate in my eyes
That I'll be down til the day that I die
Hawkin over my prey
Still a raven who flies
When I let the hair hang
Bro I'm makin cry
A young 2Pac
Ain't none adjacent to I
It's the vampire moon
It all correlates in the sky
My goblins coordinate
In disguise &
Orchestra on the fly
Screamin cause you scared
Now you caught up
Gotta come wita counter
For all the lies you thought up
Bullets on inflation
Man u need to stock up
I'm Showbiz pizza
Hit em wit da hammer
When these suckaz pop up
It's The Mob