Morgan Wallen Freestyle Lyrics

Until the day that my body falls like autumn

I attempt to walk the steps of The Prophet peace be upon him

With a rap game trajectory like a slalom

Sometimes I don't mind being underground like Gollum

And the kids all hate me, pouring their Young Gravy

Look at how the world paint me how am I the one drawlin

Clear mind lately got off the plants like pollen

Now I'm somewhere between Morgan Freeman and Morgan Wallen

Look

The streets on fire they set the cab ablaze

The wools off of your eyes you see their savage ways

You can keep the window open and the ladder raised

But there ain't no escaping this darling we're in the latter days

And I hate what I see

I'm just praying that somebody's out there praying for me

I can only show em' the truth I can't make em' believe

But it's really a Yeezy hoodie man it's plain as can be

Once upon a time a poet filled his pockets off penmanship

Now he only profits off ignorance

Claiming he follows the profits of the book

And not the profits of the businesses as his honor diminishes

I know the world can hear me and I know it's not listening

I understand you can't see me cause I'm not glistening

I know it's hot, I can hear the pot whistling

I know the shaitan can hear the salat whispering

"Cast your reel" said the old wise fisherman

I used to be inspired now I'm tired as a Michelin

If I could bring back one Palestinian village

I would crawl on all fours from California to Michigan

The worlds sickening

Got me reaching for my bic again

27 lit cherry flickering

A half gram of faith left thanks to the Mumineen

And two broken legs walking al-Sirat al-Mustaqeem

Ameen