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Ahj Adams - Long Live Methaveli Lyrics

[Verse]

Gun sharin a name with Jorja
In your face, flame away like a Tiki torch Trump supporter
And New York City prolly gon record ya
Fuck it though
Nowadays it's usually fake if they cordial
I gotta respect the people who spit when they see you
I don't advise violence but a gunshot amongst these snakes?
I understand how it could feed you
It's the end of religion
Catholic church concealin the most devilish of elements touchin the children
And money gonna dry
The young abandoned the mission
Off you I'm prolly pissin
I'm sorry I'd rather not be enlistin
Spiritual revolution, The universe talkin and I listen


[Hook]

I know my role

I play it well

The bread get burnt up
Get it when it swells

You know the smell

Fresh as Hell

Mafioso

Dinero the dinner bell


[Verse]

As a boy, I was into tinkerbells
In my late teens, them hood rat jezebels
Yank a rib out like God made sexes
Gotta ask for identification when you flexin
I seen a bitch open her mouth wide as Texas
Same bitch got around town, She made connections
And I ain't tryna be sexist
Keep a condom on and don't spend a cent, Protection
Inspectah Deck, I got a code and come wit a method
I can't spend a second bein reckless if it ain't for the record
And for the record I do it for records
I'm a good guy, but good guys always got another agenda
They told me, "Learn to sing, it appeals to the opposite gender"
I learned how to stretch my syllables like ODB off of acid
My mind in a blender
Run on sentences that work runnin laps in my head like I'm off of Mexican Splenda
[Hook]

I know my role

I play it well

The bread get burnt up

Get it when it swells

You know the smell

Fresh as Hell

Mafioso

Dinero the dinner bell


[Verse]

This the first third verse you've heard in awhile
And my tongue brain and venom trifecta ain't slowing down
I'm at the intersection of old and new
And my quotes belong on the side of a can of Mountain Dew
My midlife crisis is wavy, It's true
And watchin niggas from my town blow quickly makin my balls blue
Drivin me crazy, Pushin my pen too
By the end of my run, I need to be seein tattoos
Of my bars on your flesh like a brand
Or a old school legend, an impactful band
On a bad bitch tits is on-brand
But I'm bout diversity and I don't turn down fans
It's all love, I'm ready for war, love
Heart on my sleeve, I need more clothes and more gloves
Tiarra love me to death
I told her that I'm goin first and that sentence alone made her cry and it caused stress
But it is what it is
Ain't no 27 clubbin though, Literally it's long live......Methaveli