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Woah! Woah! Woah! Like woah woah! Is there anybody out there? Anybody fucking with the levels I ain't see 'em Oh you try'na be the king? N**** no no! Only n**** on my team Don't make me go omnipresent While you moving like peasants I move like a king Now, tell me, who fucking with me? Nobody fucking with me in my element Why is you trying it? Thinking you lions and tigers You kittens you pussies Ain't nobody buying it When I arrive I had better hear fanfare Where the trumpets? The violins? I'm the antidote to vile men I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent Holy shit Welcome his holiness Broke down the levee He flow in like holy water Holy moly master ceremonies Killing lyricisms call it holy slaughter You are witnessing the holy grail They used to call that boy a holy terror They don't think I'll start the holy era They don't think that I could be the pharaoh But he's too Joe Blow to be Jehovah right? Holy Ghost? He more like poltergeist I'm too massive for the masses I'll blast off on you assholes if you gas me N**** I am in a master class My n**** ask about me Might act irash' I might bash you bitches Once apathetic lacksidasy' Bastard rap meets it's master I'll have 'em gasping like "Woah woah!" Is there anybody out there? Anybody fucking with the levels I ain't see 'em Oh you try'na be the king? N**** no no! Only n**** on my team Don't make me go omnipresent While you moving like peasants I move like a king Now, tell me, who fucking with me? Nobody fucking with me in my element Why is you trying it? Thinking you lions and tigers You kittens you pussies Ain't nobody buying it When I arrive I had better hear fanfare Where the trumpets? The violins? I'm the antidote to vile men I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent Y'all must be offa' the rock If you think you fucking with Rashad Last year I was try'na be King of the World Now I'm try'na be a god Holy Jesus Hell is freezing over Three below anemic Holy ghosts and demons Smoking dope and scheming Had 'em sleepy, dreaming 'Till they woke up screaming "Whats real?" Anything other than myself is a lie Bitch I am nothing if I'm not divine Ice in my veins, genius in my mind You prayed for the light I landed from the sky You could only dream of reaching this high F*ck with me you couldn't be me if you tried F*ck with me you could never touch the vibe I'm in this element until I die Lately I been out of my element Second guessing every effort Obsessively yelling Woe is me woe is me Woe woe woe woah woah Woe woe woe woe Woe is me woe is me Woe woe woe woah woah Woe woe woe woe Woe is me woe is me Woah woah Woe woe woe woe woe woe woe If I'm a god then this is deicide Free the demons from my mind And let me be alive It's been a minute since I seen the sky And lately, lately I've been acting like a giant Trying reach the high yelling "N**** fe-fi-fo-f*ck everything" Let go of my better judgement And just saying anything Cloudy skies in my eyes looking kinda hazy Then the storm arrives And everyone looks at me like I'm crazy, well Who's to say I don't pull sanity from insanity? That I don't pull humility from vanity? That I don't pull clarity from illusion? That I don't pull reality from delusion? Who's to say I'm a human? I told you I was a god Maybe that's a facade Or maybe I hate being Rashad Lately the man in the mirror is unfamiliar And even worse he's staring back at me like "Who are you n****?" I used know that n**** Now when I look in his eyes I see biblical pride, cyanide, and Mr. Hyde I wish he'd die sometimes And take me to amazing grace Far away from all the hateful craziness It's nothing but a masquerade Everybody knows that n**** Gaston's Just a brash asshole dickhead with a mask on He's fake Smoke and mirrors to cover his face And if he's real Then let me live in an altered state Fill a spliff up with thin air And inhale truth Then let me breathe reality Soothing my duality Peel back the mask and reveal I'm back tracking to days When I felt trapped in myself Praying to runaway I wanna see the light Wanna feel the sun and the sky I wanna be high as heaven I'm trapped inside of this hell I'm scared that if I run away From everything that makes me That pretentious piece of shit Then I'll be running from my fucking self Woah Fill a spliff up with thin air And inhale truth Then let me breathe reality
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