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Intro: Kurious
Yo, this joint remind me of "I Got it Made", shoutout Special Ed, Mono Stereo
Hahahahahahaha
I am a Puerto Rican and I'm speakin' so that you know
It's that Upper West Side shit
I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem
Verse 1: Kurious
Reach for the stars
Put the speech in the bars or find Mars
We're puttin' heat to beats, it's Monsta Island Czars
On the grind for God, despisin' all the facade
Mic cords ignite laws, neutralizin' all the frauds
[?] it's a type of cause, let haters find all the flaws
From equator to Himalayas, and players to lines at tours
Indoors, hate leavin' thе house
Pay a pretty penny
Promotеrs foam at the mouth for pills, yippee, and the Henny
Shorty so lit, thick, Skippy with the jelly
Nearly broke our focus [?] for a quickie [?]
Such a actress, found it under the mattress
Then, later, figured out I owed 20,000 in taxes
I will not be classless
Artists, actress, [?]
Commercial rappers compete to see whose rhymes is the trashest
World stuck like molasses
Fake asses for long lastes, disastrous
True lyrics don't hit the masses
Come out in the ether, murder, spirits, and gasses
Society harasses underclasses goes cashless
With that microchip
Permanent rose-colored glasses, it's a fly old drip
[?] try to deny, but my, oh my, does he spit like a ranch in a cup
Dip [?] and it's cheap shit
Needed that bread [?] had to wait a whole 'nother week
If life don't teach us anythin', it's gonna teach us patience
It pays off when we keep the peace in stressful situations
Attracted to the magic like a functional addict
Just prayin' to keep functionin' and avoidin' when it's tragic
Praise most high, automatic
React on the fly, my guy, get dramatic
Like that y'all
Verse 2: Art Morera
Cash I chase at a fast pace will make you walk cripple
Last place in a rat race trapped without a nickel
Where we at got 'em standing on they tip toe
Top shelf raps facepalm when it hits though
Rappers act hard and talk philosophical
Fanbase connection kinda feels soft, fickle
I’m iller than hospitals at villainous boss levels
Your girl got me feeling like Billy Bob in a limo
Move to the mountains, bury mills in a dog kennel
Kurious sent this track, I'mma kill it no problemo
Mono En Stereo got me scratching off the serial
Then toss it overboard off a ferry at Port Imperial
Post a mock up and stack chips while I dropship
Mic in my hand, the spotlight I finna shoplift
Had to face the music on some mask off shit
But had the dog sit and got away with all of it
It’s Like that y’all
Kurious, Mono
It's like that y'all
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