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Dishonor
I see the shade coming without a shadow of a doubt
Now a days people are toe tagging, turning people to John Does, just for an ounce of clout
These days its seems loyalty is deemed as a peasants trait, but instead showing disloyalty is what reels in the bait.
Seems as if fame is the new religion that people worship and immoralize.
But what they don't see is that it will lead you to be the beholder of the devils eyes.
These days it's either your the soul snatcher or the soul that is being hunted by the catcher.
I catch all the hate that comes at me tenfold like I'm a pitcher.
Sometimes it scorches my soul with its fiery burns, but watch me blow right through the smoke like it's a swisher.
I'm at the top of my class a real A1 scholar, like I made valedictorian.
You better play your part and be seconds best like a salutatorian.
Mind playing tricks on me must be the intense hallucinations.
Give me my space bitch and step back like I'm a paragraph in need of an indentation.
Mind over matter, death over designer you are a complete idiot if you lose your life over such material things that are deemed finer.
Paint a picture so vivid like I'm the modern day Pablo Picasso.
Do not push me or my inner demons will come out guns blazing like I'm diablo.
Off with your head, say hello to my guillotine.
All these diseases and toxins that y'all spill into the air, I may need a quarantine.
Being deemed a goddess is in my destiny
Now I must fulfill this prophecy.
I will not be fooled by the nonsense spewed by these false prophets.
Ain't enough money in the world that can decrease my heavenly profit.
Now a days people are toe tagging, turning people to John Does, just for an ounce of clout
These days its seems loyalty is deemed as a peasants trait, but instead showing disloyalty is what reels in the bait.
Seems as if fame is the new religion that people worship and immoralize.
But what they don't see is that it will lead you to be the beholder of the devils eyes.
These days it's either your the soul snatcher or the soul that is being hunted by the catcher.
I catch all the hate that comes at me tenfold like I'm a pitcher.
Sometimes it scorches my soul with its fiery burns, but watch me blow right through the smoke like it's a swisher.
I'm at the top of my class a real A1 scholar, like I made valedictorian.
You better play your part and be seconds best like a salutatorian.
Mind playing tricks on me must be the intense hallucinations.
Give me my space bitch and step back like I'm a paragraph in need of an indentation.
Mind over matter, death over designer you are a complete idiot if you lose your life over such material things that are deemed finer.
Paint a picture so vivid like I'm the modern day Pablo Picasso.
Do not push me or my inner demons will come out guns blazing like I'm diablo.
Off with your head, say hello to my guillotine.
All these diseases and toxins that y'all spill into the air, I may need a quarantine.
Being deemed a goddess is in my destiny
Now I must fulfill this prophecy.
I will not be fooled by the nonsense spewed by these false prophets.
Ain't enough money in the world that can decrease my heavenly profit.
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