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mortal yet - viracocha mendoza lyrics

intro [esé michael the mighty maverick] (tripsup):
(uh huh)
yeah
(tripsup ya heard, yeah)
viracocha
(certified ya heard, yeah)
cultural deities
(let’s go)

verse 1 [esé michael the mighty maverick]:
give me fame for life, okay?
give me cash for life, okay?
give me love for life, okay?
before they take my life away
i can’t live your life, okay?
i won’t beg for life, okay?
i just wish for nights where life seems righteous, keep their lifestyle, mine’s okay
now you’re out here chasing bread?
the smarter man would be the one that’s aiming for my head
and if i had to bet, we play this game til the death
i’m in my lane
f-ck what a lame n-gga been saying
stroke shy from the jugular vein in my neck
woke eye in the vexed membrane in my head
i had a placed bet, say you dead on the next ten sec’s
lined in chalk, filled with lead, prayer been said
i’m off the sh-ts
my consciousness
a grinding b-tch
the rhythm’s a clip
my thoughts done hit
the target b-tch
conscious with it
higher thinking, higher being
hieroglyphics i been reading
mayan’s see it
dying breed
the mind is feining
i been feeding
jumping planets, mars to venus
now you know that i’m a g*nius
f-ck this sh-t it’s rhyming season, n-gga

hook [esé michael the mighty maverick]:
oh the flesh can be robbed
oh the flesh can be wrong
yeah the flesh indeed rots
fix your mind, it lives on
oh the flesh can be robbed
oh the flesh can be wrong
yeah, the flesh indeed rots
so grow from man into god

verse 2 [esé michael the mighty maverick] (tripsup):
(how’s it feel to be nothing short of your own worst enemy?)
i had to back off all the blocks and clear the city streets
cause all my people saw me leave them over inner peace
i’m not as focused and my mind is often stuck between
being myself and then the man that they need me to be
you the type to leave them
you the type to beat them
you the type to better than your brother cause the lives never break even
you the type of reason
you the type that’s needing
you concise with scheming
you enticed by me and how my soul is gleaming
you a lifeless grieving
you a spiteful demon
that’s in line with treason
where’s your spine you need it
since your minds anemic
i’m going to pop you f-cking heathens
with the .44 glock deadstock and the 30 in it
you forced my hand to get dirty with it
gotta silence all chirping, grimy serving
let the birdies hit it
when the birdies sh-tted i hope the thirst requited
viracocha stooping lower is a growth forbidden
i put my sermon in it
i hope you paid attention
i hope you go and live it
that’s my trope of business, unrequited, unremitted
i’m a menace
even though we starved together
grew hard together
chased broads together
roamed lost together
and we bled together
broke bread together
til death, n-ggas gone stay kin forever so
give me fame for life, okay?
give me cash for life, okay?
give me love for life, okay?
before they take my life away
i can’t live your life, okay?
i won’t beg for life, okay?
i just wish for nights where life seems righteous, keep their lifestyle, mine’s okay

hook 2 [esé michael the mighty maverick]:
oh the flesh can be robbed
oh the flesh can be wrong
yeah the flesh indeed rots
fix your mind, it lives on
oh the flesh can be robbed
oh the flesh can be wrong
yeah, the flesh indeed rots
so grow from man into god
pop, pop pop

verse 3 [tripsup]:
i be living it infinite until my body drop and heart stop
tell me are we mortal yet?
seeing the light beam down but i ain’t ready to go up the portal yet
life is too short, you wasting time
and that’s unfortunate
flesh indeed rots and sinks into the dark abyss
information you internalize and turn to nonsense
higher level of consciousness before apocalypse
nothing is more drenched than a mind full of man’s guilt
running behind the wrong boys, it’ll get your brain peeled
really got to elevete first, second come dollar bill
when you live a negative life, how does your heart feel?
until you recognize you’re a god, you gone have to kneel
stop believe everything they tell you is not real
man is only forgetful, mortal
but a god, he sees and hears and remembers everything

- viracocha mendoza lyrics

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