| Mellow, but he’s really lucky he bruise a little
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| And these days no one is talking Confucius With him
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| At least where I’m at in life
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| No one is living, they’re all concerned with the afterlife
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| As I blaze up, seeking different masterminds
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| That are killing it, but don’t expose their drafts to light
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| So kinda like me, they are dark and mysterious
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| Starved hearts, levy carve marks for the period
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| Point blank punchlines, point blank punchlines
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| Soy, stagger, Joy, Fue, Joy, Jabber, Oy Vey
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| Martyr’s in the front line, so that’s the
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| Reason why I’m here, rarely carry any fear
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| As the Monotone Samurai, look me in the eyes
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| But you won’t see a fear in my heart
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| I’m the Monotone Samurai, Rai
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| You niggas getting worried but
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| I should have been feared from the start, Check it
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| Buddha numbing the feeling of guilt
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| Killing these niggas, my movements smoother than gripping a silk pen
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| I’m slipping a pill in, then I’m blacking out
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| Roll it up, hit the blunt once, now I’m passing out, passing out
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| Fellow monk, overseen in flames
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| The perfect liar, too conniving to be deemed insane
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| Be it a god-like figure, or a sleeveless saint
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| Live with uneven brains, Who let the demon’s reign Commence?
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| In Saint Louis, so time’s painting the fence
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| My real friend, Count lowers (?)'s acquaintance is dense
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| So now I’m raising a tent with the black flag on it
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| Team full of ninjas, carry black mask on 'em
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| Got a cool latina chick, with a fat ass on 'er
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| Sike, I’m hella lying and my pants should be on fire
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| People wanting me to work, but the man ain’t for hire, slime
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| I remixed Grimm, call me Sire Grime
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| And the team going hard, I guess it’s crunch time
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| Starved blunt lines, hella loyal, but the royals
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| Put the martyrs in the front line, line
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| So that’s the reason why I’m here
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| Nary carry any fear, as the
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| Monotone Samurai, look me in the eyes
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| But you won’t see a fear in my heart
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| I’m the monotone Samurai, Rai
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| You niggas getting worried but
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| I should have been feared from the start, check it
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| They say I only care for the ones who are shooting dust
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| Some people raving that Satan is in cahoots with us
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| I ain’t-a angel, my angle is label fable
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| I’m fine with the empty plate, just as long as we change the table, right?
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| As a fourth dimension shogunate
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| Art told me prove it, so now I’m writing harder than Mitsurugi
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| It’s hardest, And 'fore he harness the chakra and hock a loogie
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| It’s awkward, can only wait for apocalypse, I’m assuming cause
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| I’m astonished by his pulchritude
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| I’m really being honest, as the heart is trying to focus
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| Mood moves with the ocean and commotion, You can catch me in a
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| Suit, and a corrupt youth, gamble for the open tomb |