LYRICS GAME

The pen that never misses a change

I stay chill, they copy my flow

And I go back and change it again

I'm the light, when I step out the stage shines

Quiet but a millionaire

Yesterday I blew your whole salary

Smoking at home and I still get paid

Like I were a mercenary

The pen that never misses a change

Chill, they copy my flow

And I go back and change it again

I'm the light, when I step out the stage shines

Quiet but a millionaire

Yesterday I blew your whole salary

Smoking at home and I still get paid

Like I were a mercenary

Come on, I invite you, let's grind

The bomb is about to blow

Failing just doesn't come out right for me

I'm gonna have to crash a couple of them

They wanna clone me, they wanna be me

I'm the tide that rolled over them

For you, in bars, I have a battalion

Mention me and I swear to God

That I'll make sure they hang your pictures on the wall

Saying, "Rest in peace the short career of So-and-so"

Your family praying, even I'll pray

May the one from Nazareth forgive me

But the advice that he gave me last night, I won't follow

Mercy doesn't exist here

If I want they all leave at once

To knock me down you need quite a few

So roll another one, chill, meanwhile

Yesterday a check came in, there's your advance

I made this in two hours just to f*ck around

So that you get a preview

Of what could happen if I pull out the whole arsenal

They're gonna mention you

But for trying to match strength against a deadly weapon

Let the next jackal step up

My wrist stays in the snow

She says she likes to ski

Being this f*cking badass, I swear I don't get it, it's not intentional

Let it run there, let it run

But

But change the track now, the track, the other part

Always on a high, that's thanks to the doc

I got them as kids, maybe I'll adopt them

I write songs that I sometimes don't even export

Don't look over here, I urge you

I'm the movie, you're the short

I strap on a Stranger and feel like Jordan

With a red jersey and the Concords

I ignore everyone and that includes you

With this I conclude

Don't hide, butterflies

Come out of the cocoon to get what's yours

Take a shot at me and watch how I easily destroy the little you achieved

This sh*t comes out even easier for me

I step in the booth and the studio burns

And after this, who wants to talk sh*t to me?

The villa is paid off, now it wants an apartment

You lack the science to study me

Go ahead if you wanna hate me

I'm laying at home seeing what I'm still missing to buy myself