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letra de therapy - raw rap relationship

[verse 1: mosi]

when you look at me, tell me, who do you see?
mosi or baphomet?
i see a hungry, psychotic, psychopathic, deranged cannibal
that is moving so swift like an animal with the speed of a cheetah
a leviathan, i can take your life with brute force
i’ll impregnate the flower of mary and make sure my semen will spread
the weak will be dead in less than a week, but first
i’ma torment and torture ‘em
i’m a sicker breed who’s sick indeed
this is the beginning and the worst is still yet to come
i’m f-ckin’ famished, i’m starving, nigga
f-ck your idols and f-ck mine
peace and love to all but i am trying to obtain what is rightfully mine
eminem, k!ller mike, kendrick, cole, hop, jarren, joey, ak, issa
kevin gates, drake, and tech n9ne
game, luda, tyler, logic, budden, el-p, lynch, ces, pharoahe
and royce da 5’9
are on my hit list
nigga this a knew age and i’m a king in the making
every wakin’ moment i seize the crown and throne
when i see that they vacant
b-tch i’ve gone berserk and i’m spazzin’
i give ya b-tch a grin, she came and said that was the best orgasm
she’s ever had, i’m laughin, ‘cause you’re pathetic
i have her wetter than water
when she’s with you her pussy is dryer than the sahara
love and honor prioritized, i’m the shinobi
my soul is holy, here’s a generic line letting you know
your b-tch wanna blow me
and i only know ‘cause she told me
she’s like mosi you a goldie, so godly
please slowly f-ck me harder than he can
and hold me tight and show me that indigo blue aura that is glowing
i said, shut the f-ck up b-tch
i already have a queen
down on her knees, bowin’ to me, then pouncin’ on me
allowin’ the cream, to spread over me like a disease
so i couldn’t give a f-ck about your hoe -ss or any of my enemies
they want me to open up and speak my mind more
well, to start, when i hear your shit i simply say allowed, “god-mn, i’m bored”
because listen, when i get on a beat i make that fine b-tch belong to me
‘cause that is my whore
so get off the high horse, you makin’ my eye’s sore
you’re like a rusty pick-up truck, my nigga, and i’m like a white porsche
my lord, i have really evolved
i started as cannabis jackson the nocturnal monster
then turned into mosi bomani the omnipotent god
quickly i bomb any who think that i’m wrong
i burn ‘em with the fire inside of my palms
and inhale all of the smoke through a blunt
or a gravity bong
-ss in a thong, or your death will get me excited
when in the middle of crisis, i go and bury my face in vagina
she said my c-ck is a giant so she hop on it like a bunny and ride it
when you enter my domain it is a colder climate
like a brief moment of intimacy, i have every one of you silent
your identity and dignity, i hope that you find ‘em
‘cause if you look from outside of your perspective you’ll find us blind and divided
i find it surprisin’ that most don’t know or notice and i’m tryin’
to focus on not cryin’ or turnin’ to violence
or hurting motherf-ckers ‘cause i could be brutally violent
but i gotta keep it calm and keep on shinin’
so i take a couple tabs and now the world is lookin’ vibrant
and the couple b-mps of molly look super clean and enticin’
pussy sweeter than icin’, a hit of sour d, i’m flyin’
at the altitude of planes, and that is when my mind is clear
but even then i’m cloudy so i ascend beyond the atmosphere
i disappear, like the happiness that you had before the heartbreak
those depressing blue and purple feelings are like the predators
and you’re in the middle of the shark tank
i partake in the stems and caps that are going around
i saw the real reality, had my world flipped upside down
i received a lesson of clarity and realized why life is full of ups and downs
things happen for a reason and when you p-ss away
the world still rotates and spins around
i question everything
is this life even real? or is it a dream?
sometimes it feels like a nightmare
i think about my thinking and think about how i’m thinking of the things i’m thinking of
i don’t make sense to others so i keep my thoughts and thinking away from everyone
how can some be so blind to the fact that i’m exactly like them?
look beyond this rich, ebony skin and it’s the same bones that can break
and the same red blood that can be shed
beauty comes in all forms and that alone makes my heart flutter like the wings of a hummingbird
love. a leap of vicious euphoria reaps me high and cruising like a hover board
but just like anyone else, i have some trust issues
my ex made it clear to me that if you’re weak, then the lust will get you
then i feel i must resent you
but i think that will stunt my growth
i’m a willow tree trying to be the very best i can be and grow
and go illuminate this age with lyrical murals like van gogh
so i surround myself with family and positive energy
not clown -ss niggas with bad hoes
but it isn’t always positive, sometimes it’s f-cking negative
so i become reclusive on my search for heavy sedatives
because honestly sometimes, it’s so much easier to not feel
i’ll disappear into the shower and sit still under the water
like i got fish gills
life can be a b-tch, but at least she can suck my d-ck dry
i tell her to sit on my face and smother me with her thick thighs
voluptuous br–sts dangle above my face, i know her tit size
are at least some double d’s, she lick my teeth which implies
she’s a kinky freak in the sheets, and anywhere else that’s f-ck-able
the yin and yang in her personality shows, and that makes me comfortable
to the pregnant lady who i just saw smoking a cigarette, you’re the opposite of wonderful
i hope your child lives healthy and strong and away from you and you have to struggle, hoe
from the beats, to the lyrics, to the culture, hip hop is my therapy (amen)
well music in general, but hip hop has always been there for me
emotionally and physical and even there mentally (my baby)
she’s my ride or die and she’ll definitely be the death of me
i suppose to end this correctly i should make it real impressive, so

[verse 2: mosi]
speed it up, a turbo, poppin’ in my mouth
i k!ll it in a sentence
getting’ ready, armageddon gonna get us, tell me where ya weapon?
automatic only, ammunition never limited
i’m sendin’ aggression as a lesson, projectin’ a bl–dy scene
progression is a blessin’, any enemy can see
i’m incredibly impeccable, injected the venom
i send ‘em to heaven, i’m givin ‘em many seconds
to give me the titties and cl-torises
i am stickin’ my d-ck in the pink pit
images are graphic, no surprise, i’m a savage
my habit be to send the damage to anyone that is blunt of p-ssive aggressive
put plastic over the head and stab ‘em till they bled
i hand ‘em to the lord that ain’t on the planet
the blood that i spilled is m-ssive
my lady love me she make me a sandwich
for me, the king, she knows indeed, that i’m the motherf-cking man, b-tch
mosi, motherf-cker

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