Lil Moysi - Maestro
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A rapper drops a new release
I've heard it somewhere before
It's not about the delivery
It's about his lyrics not breathing
I do a floor approach at night
To fall asleep
Wake up, hit the road again
Life feels like a creepy thriller
I'll eat you like a poppy seed bun
If we're going to beef
Bro, I won't stop repeating
That I don't care about the numbers
My neighborhood is buzzing about
What I got out of it
Pain is when you don't have money for food
But you drop a single
Lose everything you have
But don't lose the meaning
Those who speak so loudly
They're mostly fake
The meaning is to work
And find the strength
Do you hear a voice in this mic? Yes, he's already become hoarse
I've climbed high
I'm not afraid to stumble
Smoke filled the balcony
It hid someone's faces behind it
What was far away for us
Now so close
I've been stretching my hand for years
Drowning in the street
That I'm self-made
That I was in the underworld
This isn't fucking flex
It was bad
I didn't cry
I sat down to write a text
I copy fakes
Like portrait mode (I'm talking)
Walls can leak
There's dirt on the street today
She went up to the entrance
Don't push us, you'll burst
We have more weight
Let's be respectful
I don't give a fuck who you are
Conversations about possibilities
They won't make you cash
I'll take exactly as much
As much as I can eat
It's raining from the sky again
So, somewhere there will be a leak
Nikes on On my feet
They build a path like a GPS
I've been through this
And I'm not saying - I'm a man
Many people should
Look at their lives in reverse
And not ask questions
What can they give me in return
My mother raised me
When my father left
A rapper drops a release
I've heard it somewhere before
It's not about the delivery
It's about the fact that his lyrics don't breathe
I do a floor approach at night
To fall asleep
Wake up, back on the road
Life resembles a creepy thriller
I'll eat you like a poppy seed bun
If we're beefing
Bro, I won't tire of repeating
That I don't care about the numbers
My neighborhood is buzzing about
What I got out of it
Pain is when there's no money for food
But you drop a single
Lose everything you have
But don't lose the meaning
Those who talk so loudly
They're mostly fake
The meaning is to work
And find strength
Do you hear the voice in this microphone?
Yes, it's already become hoarse.