Mi Rap

Seems like a joke
Before dawn
After that
Oh how nice
Oh how nice
It's when not by being popular
You become the favorite
Filling up with voids
Is something not even a little
And I've never written in favor of that
Damn
For this world
Half of everything is erotic
And the other half
Paints a chaotic future
Well, knowing now
I fulfill what I can
And to divine law
I don't interrupt

Among the plones
And among the rones
Not even Harvard would draw
Such conclusions
Maybe
I'm not sure how to make millions
But I know how to turn
Life into prayers

And I
Do it like Haaland
To the ball-hogging goals
I speak very punctually
Without alarm or Rolex
I don't kill for money anymore
I know about criteria
That's why I don't act like a duck

Look how it rhymes
My rap can't stand you
It's the one who doesn't want any
Now it's their turn
No bills, no caps
But yes with mastery
You thought you won
Open your eyes, yes

Look how it rhymes
My rap can't stand you
It's the one who doesn't want any
Now it's their turn
No bills, no caps
But yes with mastery
You thought you won
Open your eyes, yes
You thought it was a joke
Mmmm, oh

As long as God gives me cartridges
I don't jam
As long as my feet respond
I don't kneel
I will praise, I will praise
The altar boys
Jealously watching
How the shine is sinning

I'm one step away from being believed
But who, who, who
Believes in this damn world
Who, who
Knows if they know what they boast
And you're going to talk to me about love
With all that it entails

On the outside there's not
What they have inside
It's a false promotion
They promise everything
To get attention
Even if the information is
Certainly false

The devil waits for you in tone
Like in the mountain
If he's capable, let him climb
Let him show off and boom
We're not the boom
But we blow up the bumper
We're not at the summit
There's only one like this

Look how it rhymes
My rap can't stand you
It's the one who doesn't want any
Now it's their turn
No bills, no caps
But yes with mastery
You thought you won
Open your eyes, yes

Look how it rhymes
My rap can't stand you
It's the one who doesn't want any
Now it's their turn
No bills, no caps
But yes with mastery
You thought you won
Open your eyes, yes

Shhhh
Unsightly
Before dawn
Alka produces