Mad cause im charting pt 2

Every night in motion together apart, apart from the moments so dear to my heart, since I stole this song we have made a new start, my premonition hits hard as our start is apart every night the motion must be fixed as one breaks in two, we were made in the dark

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Have you missed me ?

How've you been?

Back to 2020 again,

Back to my old tricks again, How I missed this, how long has it been?

Everybody, run, it looks like rain, Skinny little skater boys, they only wanna play, they jump around all day, but you can never make them stay.show me the money party with a rich zombie, suck it in through a straw.

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What will grow crooked, you can't make straight, it's a price you've gotta pay, do yourself a favor and pack your bags, buy a ticket and get on the train, l never gave you an

Encouragement, please excuse me, but I got to ask are you only being nice because you want something? Are you the killer of the girl.

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Elijah IN THIS B*TCH, I MICHT JUST PULL THE HAMMER SHOOT YOU IN YOUR MOUTH AND NOW YOU HAVE NO GRAMMER,

TURBAN ON MY HEAD, YOU JEALOUS OF THE GLAMMER

HIT YO GIRL WITH THE SAME MOVE LIKE A SPAMMER

Pages get tattered, I’m splittin’ your standards,

Every bar matter, I’m weighin’ the ladder.

You mimic the pattern, I author the grammar,

Same sounds recycled, I’m cuttin’ the chatter.

Flow get dismantled, your cadence get fractured,

I bend the whole structure, then leave it in tatters.

You chase the reaction, I master the angle,

Wordplay so sharp it could sever a channel.

I don’t need to yell, my delivery damage,

Syllables swing like they breakin’ your balance.

Zona feel different the second I land it,

They study my moves like a sacred manuscript.

When my album drops all y’all niggas gunna cry in the car

Windows fogged up, reality hittin’ too hard,

Rearview full of doubt, you can’t outrun the bars.

Every track a mirror, every hook leave a scar,

Not pain—recognition of how behind you are.

I don’t make sad songs, I make truth in surround,

Bass pressin’ your chest while the lies fallin’ down.

You thought it was hype, now the silence too loud,

Volume on max but you can’t drown it out.

They said “he confident,” I said “I’m prepared,”

Big difference between talk and breathin’ rare air.

If tears hit the wheel, that’s the weight of the craft,

I ain’t make you emotional—

I just showed you the gap.

It doesn’t take a crown or popularity to be the best rapper