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emi/mamamoro - parallel mirage كلمات أغنية

[verse 1, emi, 0:09]:

universes collide_metronome to the side

out of sight, worked hard like a construction site

constructive criticism’s like a prison

or a prism, parallel_i smoke a gram

digging memories, beating og’s_i’d smoke a gran

forget privileges, i’m feulling sh_t up like a gas tank

ya’ll ain’t a “g”_so you just ass with the weight of a tank

anytime i’m battling_i’m hearing cheering

can’t let it sink in when it’s sank

i’m alone surrounded by loud crowds

lines paradoxical, no they ain’t
lines hypocritical so you know the aim

so you know when they aim at me_

its signs of a proxy, i’m toxic

i know yall hate it when i talk sick

tally chalk ticks, rally for talk tricks

emitting vomit i’m so sick

suckers can’t bind a lеase

at least find a leash

attach to this b_tch that keeps barking

likе this treehouse attached to a doghouse

on par with kings, sparkling

glows darkening

oxy a moron, incompetent
im competent

tried hard in every line written

lil red ridin’ hood riding this beat

like it’s already been ridden

you’ve been fooled by the fox, the cat_

nami swing a wave and it’s a mirage

can’t keep it together, mixed thoughts together_

but it’s still holding up like it’s a collage

remember it’s still parallel_

give me colorless sh_t and blandness?

_i’ll show my true colours_like a prism

now back to delusion, your thoughts_an illusion
nuro_link chip being able to play games? that’s mind games

reputation building, side by side my two egos
_hopefully they don’t get crashed by planes/plains

im selfish, egotistic, narcissistic_ betrayal echoing in the end _

like its my name

[hook, emi, 1:32]:

devoid of attachments, the void of attraction is filling up sp_ce

white lies come out as colour, prism of camouflage, i’m losing face

it’s fates race, race between time, illsionary entourage, a parallel mirage

[interlude, stronkgod, 1:40]: yo what’s up? am i here? welp. time to act like kid cudi, oh wait, i’m eminem, but who cares, i am stronkgod, b_tch

[verse 2, stronkgod, 1:50]: gotta go to the n.w.a, or should i say the wvba. (what?)

lotta sh_t to load up with trouble, and an ak, or should i say, double you the sh_t, aye?

i gotta check out for my new f_cking plans for the day, now i gotta cause trouble, you won’t fit, ay?

i got to send you to compton

i gotta send you here to count in. (what? in bullsh_t.)

i got to end this with a pound of fins. (the f_ck?)

we got got to wait till the moon shines

we got to fade away till our doom arrives

you thought i was your mf doom?

you fraud, i am your motherf_cking doom. (get it?)

you caught your own mother f_cking in your room

what the f_ck should you do?

just suck that sh_t and you could be good

off topic

odd topic

“i just got to do this flow and this is it

i just got to do his flow and his sh_t

i just need to surpass his growth and his fit.”

you ain’t that little of a pump

you are easy to battle since you are some junk

you are as lazy as you were in seattle, i just gotta get your sh_t and crunch. (you ate it? in verse logic)

you are in my list of the top 20 worst writters in history

if you wanna f_ck with my wrists, you really should be in a cypher, but you won’t get a victory

i gotta spin that sh_t around like a spinning wheel

i got to pin that b_tch around like a fleeing steel. (it doesn’t move_ shut up)

i better load that sh_t in a way that i could be crucified

i better show eminem “f_ck em all” only to make him say that he could listen to it on spotify. (good job, trixx.)

i better get m and m to suck em all, only for the next day that this sh_t will be used as some resilience, i am mummified. (haha)

cut your sh_t about the fact that it is not the end of school, i’m in a school party

put your cr_p away about my friends and the fact that they ain’t cool, i’m in a fool’s party

i am about to get this semi part seriously

i am like the guy who’s goal is to impress emi, it may look dark, literally. (get it again? semi and impress emi?)

tell aizy that he is not allat after i defeated him and he admitted defeat

tell jay_z that he is not a lot of sh_t when i sent his blue prints somewhere and thinks about the feat. (what feat? renegade? ah.)

you have seen my potential and you have seen my future

you have seen my universal hits and you have seen the fact that i am the next future

y’all could be the rest of the roster of rap

while the rest and em could be like the rappers that says yap

we could leave that thing alone

we could lean on some things like your tone

you could see me tomorrow in chicago

you could see more borrow things in congo

“yeah but doge is better than you” yeah and?

we could just leave that zone and send them a letter, yuh, end

“that sh_t you released f_cking sucks” i don’t lie about being the number 1

his d_ck can’t even unleash the fact that he is f_cking with cp, i don’t like that to happen at a dumber one. (d_mn)

“yeah but these are lies” who gives a d_mn? i’m spreading allegations!

for those who are not alike, shoo, get the f_ck out, fam, i’m allegedly in a position. (on what? having a good discography.)

somebody called me gronkwog, say

any day, we are celebrating groundhog day

we are going straight for the weekend

we are acting like trey like what happened when my peak ends

better get him before july

better get him before your demise

this is our rail of our barrage

this is our parallel mirage

[outro, stronkgod, 4:17]: hah, i’m back, summer on top. f_ck it cut the beat, this is the end. emi and stronk, baby

- emimamamoro

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