//Monti Korbelle//
Hip hop
Hip hop is a funny thing man
Its a funny beast
People they look at it, and they think its easy
Guess thats apart of the art Is making it look easy
Hip hop can be compared to a painting in an art gallery that took an artist their whole life to finally find the strength to complete
Thats just the hard truth
So will you make it?
// Verse 1//
I got the Midas Touch
Ego like denver its high as fuck
Lemme explain to peeps y it ain't g to take this shit as luck
What are goals what are plans
How do you plan to move on expand
How you be keeping it relevant
Or is that question irrelеvant
So its the fame, the glory, thе claps and the round of applause
Well if u sign a contract, then it all comes with a clause
Not the jolly type, the type that leaves ur assets as a loss
And even when ur dead, that money still be going to ur boss
You were told that you were special and u got the midas touch
Everything u rap is golden from the way they hype you up
Everything was botted so ur numbers going thru the roof
U were fooled with fools gold and they never told the truth
Now u stuck with nothing, now u feel a type of way
Said they put ass ur tidal, hit u ass with a tidal wave
You thinking bout life, if you'll ever be the same
But it'll never be the same, all ur sin be causing pain
Connections wit your older friends turnin into lighting flames
But the lighting ain't the same since ur tank had brighter days
You lost everything you made
It ain't urs, they confiscate
Now ur saying to yourself, i won't do this shit again
History repeats and ur already at your end
The world keeps on spinning for this shit to go again
Round of applause Round of applause
This right here be yo end
Got no money got no cause
James Dean with no bread
//Mont Korbelle//
People got no time for the bs man
These days everyones grandmother is becoming a soundcloud rapper
Its a teeth n claw oversaturated market now
So will you make it?
//Verse 2//
Ion got time to be waiting for cosigns
Asking for beef, then I'm getting a ribeye
Hold on that slice, I be getting the whole pie
Name be Lil, but they messed with the big guy
Like boy what it do
Whatcho name foo
Boy you be dumb cause you don't got the tools
You such a fool
We are not cool
Drip be all over I'm making a pool
Like bitch what it do
Come with the crew
H Town in this Bitch and they know what I do
If we talkin bout trey then we speaking bout Truth
My choppas been screwed Like they slowing there moves
Best of the twenty first century
Prayed to jehovah cause this shit was sent to me
Guarding my soul like a couple sentries
Envy my energy, load getting harder to carry
But bitch when i get it
My haters offended
Indebted to those who had helped me to fetch it
Like bitch I am blessed
Like bitch i am finally christened
And You see that I said it
And u wanting friendship
Cause my life is splendid
And urs is expensive
If we doing research then that shit extensive
If u asking for checks then you really be testin
Cause its like a sin, cause they always be temptin
Tested, passing my grades no lessons
Deadened, all my beef I dead it
Betted, underdog on the bettings
Film it u f c Embedded
Boy what it do
Came with the tools
Getting the dubs cause I'm doublin you
Fuck u gon do
Where is your crew
We come to your crib Like bitch what it do
Come with the crew
H Town in this Bitch and they know what I do
If we talkin bout trey then we speaking bout Truth
My choppas been screwed Like they slowing there moves
My drip like my dawgs, if she passing they drool
Posse be passing by as a platoon
Chosen of some, so I'm one in a few
If I am special then whats it to you make you
Your a speck and I'm a giant
This no david and goliath
This more ancient than papyrus
Dead alive like I'm osiris
If it keeps me frozen, then I let it go
Poppin like grease, thats whatcho headin for
When I'm done with life then I gotta end it slow
Encore to my end, not no shady show
Hip hop
Hip hop is a funny thing man
Its a funny beast
People they look at it, and they think its easy
Guess thats apart of the art Is making it look easy
Hip hop can be compared to a painting in an art gallery that took an artist their whole life to finally find the strength to complete
Thats just the hard truth
So will you make it?
// Verse 1//
I got the Midas Touch
Ego like denver its high as fuck
Lemme explain to peeps y it ain't g to take this shit as luck
What are goals what are plans
How do you plan to move on expand
How you be keeping it relevant
Or is that question irrelеvant
So its the fame, the glory, thе claps and the round of applause
Well if u sign a contract, then it all comes with a clause
Not the jolly type, the type that leaves ur assets as a loss
And even when ur dead, that money still be going to ur boss
You were told that you were special and u got the midas touch
Everything u rap is golden from the way they hype you up
Everything was botted so ur numbers going thru the roof
U were fooled with fools gold and they never told the truth
Now u stuck with nothing, now u feel a type of way
Said they put ass ur tidal, hit u ass with a tidal wave
You thinking bout life, if you'll ever be the same
But it'll never be the same, all ur sin be causing pain
Connections wit your older friends turnin into lighting flames
But the lighting ain't the same since ur tank had brighter days
You lost everything you made
It ain't urs, they confiscate
Now ur saying to yourself, i won't do this shit again
History repeats and ur already at your end
The world keeps on spinning for this shit to go again
Round of applause Round of applause
This right here be yo end
Got no money got no cause
James Dean with no bread
//Mont Korbelle//
People got no time for the bs man
These days everyones grandmother is becoming a soundcloud rapper
Its a teeth n claw oversaturated market now
So will you make it?
//Verse 2//
Ion got time to be waiting for cosigns
Asking for beef, then I'm getting a ribeye
Hold on that slice, I be getting the whole pie
Name be Lil, but they messed with the big guy
Like boy what it do
Whatcho name foo
Boy you be dumb cause you don't got the tools
You such a fool
We are not cool
Drip be all over I'm making a pool
Like bitch what it do
Come with the crew
H Town in this Bitch and they know what I do
If we talkin bout trey then we speaking bout Truth
My choppas been screwed Like they slowing there moves
Best of the twenty first century
Prayed to jehovah cause this shit was sent to me
Guarding my soul like a couple sentries
Envy my energy, load getting harder to carry
But bitch when i get it
My haters offended
Indebted to those who had helped me to fetch it
Like bitch I am blessed
Like bitch i am finally christened
And You see that I said it
And u wanting friendship
Cause my life is splendid
And urs is expensive
If we doing research then that shit extensive
If u asking for checks then you really be testin
Cause its like a sin, cause they always be temptin
Tested, passing my grades no lessons
Deadened, all my beef I dead it
Betted, underdog on the bettings
Film it u f c Embedded
Boy what it do
Came with the tools
Getting the dubs cause I'm doublin you
Fuck u gon do
Where is your crew
We come to your crib Like bitch what it do
Come with the crew
H Town in this Bitch and they know what I do
If we talkin bout trey then we speaking bout Truth
My choppas been screwed Like they slowing there moves
My drip like my dawgs, if she passing they drool
Posse be passing by as a platoon
Chosen of some, so I'm one in a few
If I am special then whats it to you make you
Your a speck and I'm a giant
This no david and goliath
This more ancient than papyrus
Dead alive like I'm osiris
If it keeps me frozen, then I let it go
Poppin like grease, thats whatcho headin for
When I'm done with life then I gotta end it slow
Encore to my end, not no shady show
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