Mentor ft. Magician G Lyrics

I was just on a song with a magician

He fooled me into thinkin' that he can't spit it

But then he told me he was into fitness

I could tell with all the bars he lifted

Not even I was that bar heavy

I can't afford to be built that tough

So I thought I had to take his energy

Y'all confused the wires that I'm connectin' are good enough

Don't think I can't rap

Just because I did that

I was helpin' a homie who wanted to spit

But didn't know how to get started with it

So I hopped on his track.

Hear the tape like scotch

And I wrote that I shot y'all in the parking lot like

There y'all go

Fuckin' dyin' breeds

Didn't we just talk about y'all

Take your teeth out like dentistry

Replace that shit with a crown and see

All that bark but no bite

Stop barkin' and go fight

I might even call up Mike

And use Vicks to help you sleep at night

I can't carry all this weight

'Cause I have no room

But with patience

I might just take a shot at you

If I bust tops

At the bus stop

I still don't win

But if I stop busses

From bustin' in

They'll say I'm not strong enough to spit

I'm indirectly

Filming death scenes

While killing sentrys

In the twentieth entry

Of the year I'm entering

Two fuckin' decades and the message sendin'

Y'all sold short like fuckin' coupons

Take y'all ugly grudges and move on

Not baloney, but when I saw the subs

And notice not all of them loved my songs

I screamed

And then I asked

Why the fuck y'all sayin' shit

When y'all not even steppin' up

You mean a lot to someone else

But direct hits, aren't always felt

I write stories you see on a bookshelf

You write comments that only soothe yourself

'Cause I'm teachin' y'all, that it's not alright

To fuck with some kid just startin' with rhymes

Fuckin' with me is perfectly fine

But sayin' Magician G can't rhyme

Hahahahaha

Y'all clowns

Nice try

He next on the track

He about to snap

But before he does

I've got a rap to attack

Let me grab my backpack

Slap a wack fag and back track

I'll track back that fag is wack, I might just slap

Grab my fuckin' backpack

Fuck Dora Explora

I don't need a map to find my way

I just continue to write on pen and page 'til I'm

Always Strong

Hahahahahahaha

Hahahahahahahaha

Alpha male and lioness

I'm not buyin' this

You'd think these two are scientists when they applyin' this

Come from nothin' hypothesis to my Apprentice

Talkin' smack through snap

So I'ma snap back

Just with no cap

Poppin' on a track

There's a fine line between you and I

I'm at the front, you at the back, it's my time

I'ma leave you sidelined like a toe tap televised on Primetime

It's my time

See ya later haters call me DJ Moore

They ain't get the message yet

Get a new receivin' core

Lemme pause and tell you all a little story

I woke up one morning and saw Jabez sent a message before me

Told me some two boring motherfuckers named Bailey and Corey

Proclaimed our ratings would gain zero glory

I swear I misread it

Thought I skimmed through the text

But how you gonna discredit somethin' you ain't even listen to yet

Attackin' this rap, but y'all don't think I fit in

Bitch I am the package like the boxes you were shippin' me

You think givin' me negativity gonna kill this incredible delivery

I'm never gonna be affected by what you said a bit

You wouldn't sell a bit even if you were married to Amazonian development

Oh, I'm not relevant

Then why do you watch me closely like a video every day

Render these bars at an insane rate and we know you gonna replay

We know what they say

Take a picture it'll last longer, here, here's a frame