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Black Baethoven

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I’m feeling like a monster
The case opens with haters claiming I’m outspoken
People tryna bite me, but can’t chew with they mouth open
Yehoshua, the true decedent of Jehovah
Guess that explains why they call me the Black Baethoven
My mind races at paces you niggas can’t fathom
I am the embodiment of fire breathing man-dragons
Ever heard of me? You better get them hands clapping
And if you haven’t, then you hopping on the bandwagon
Step aside, your visions have been vandalized
Hazy clouds floating through the dreams that you fantasize
Didn’t they tell you not to fraternize with masterminds
I got a mind that these critics couldn’t analyze
I handle mines, I ain’t tryna gamble mines
Got a side job refereeing ‘cause I handle lines
Blow the whistle heavily, ‘cause all you niggas panelized
If you had wings, would you fan or fly
I can’t keep keeping your love
Can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love
Can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love, woah
Okay, we’re back to business, as always
I emptied out my closet, my skeletons’ in the hallway
The bodies that been dropping are not really of some consequence
The punishment I’m dealing out is boosting up my confidence
And I don’t want this to sound like I’m bragging
But after all this rapping, what did you expect to happen
Man I ain’t even rapping, I’m just singing to the people
And the deeds that I’ve committed ain’t synonymous with evil
‘Cause rhetoric is everything, and everything is language
Extravagant exaggeration sitting on the pages
Read between the lines, and put an end to all the lies
I’m cutting all the ties, I’m lyrically circumcised
Maybe ‘bout a year from now the pain will go away
That girl is like Ciara, her future a throw away
I’m feeling like a monster, but I guess that’s only proper
Been searching for the donors, my blood is full of they chakras
Intelligence is shining, these niggas duller than copper
My air force the one, they got me flying on the chopper
You try to shoot me down, my delta force will surely hit you
Hiding under the bed because now they coming to you
They snapping at your ankles, my niggas are all pitbulls
All of ‘em explosive grenades, they got a fistful
I guess I’ll take the blame for this, I’m Malcolm in the middle
You ratting on a small thing, you niggas Stuart Little
I can’t keep keeping your love
Can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love
Can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love, woah
Ain’t no practice needed, not for this here guy
I run game perfectly, all wins, no ties
And sure as hell no L’s, all success and no fails
The fat lady be singing for me, it’s the First Noel
Second place has never been an option for the kid
They said that life’s a gamble so I had to place a bid
The studio my workplace, and I don’t never leave it
I gave you niggas fair warning, and now it’s time you heed it
‘Cause not gonna lie, sometimes it’s too many distractions
Got my head spinning, so I pop a couple aspirins
My cup runneth over, I ain’t sipping on no soda
I kill ‘em with the quickness like a sickness, Ebola
Metaphorically speaking, I’m in the deep end
Never knowing the future is my only real weakness
I never stop working man, not even on the weekend
You niggas waking up, but I ain’t even been to sleep yet
I can’t keep keeping your love
Can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love
Can’t keep keeping your love
I can’t keep keeping your love, woah

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