Louie Black - The Melody lyrics

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Louie Black - The Melody lyrics

[Verse 1 - Louie Black] I'm holding mics when I'm pumped up and preaching Audiences call me MC Mic controller knower like a psychic boxer when I'm rolling over God or jesus Hova but hold nothing over my head I got a halo I just left in my bed for my love to squeeze Keep her breathing Protect my loves before my own soul is my tome the only one I hold dear And out there, I'm all alone I just got these boots to take me home and my feet to work Fists to make the cash and my head to sip the smoke and hope my lungs still work When I'm done with my evil work Plenty people want me leaving earth but I'm never being deep inside the dirt Murk you, before I consider spending seconds in a coffin underneath the world of hurt Tears of meek what I drink to live Pain of life what I love to drink Like a knife when I make my sig Like christ is my will to live Like dice and a single six is my chance to live Like nothing is my sight of how I wanna give But the evils call me closer and they claw me I come at em with a toaster, this ghetto individual an army [Hook - JDP the Future] Listen to the melody No it's not a felony if this is what they're tellin' me Listen to the melody It's time we need to set it free and take it where we want to be Listen to the melody No it's not a felony if this is what they're tellin' me So listen to the melody It's time we need to set it free and take it where we want to be [Verse 2 - Louie Black] Leave me dead for heaven or hell Life without bail type sh** in the mail Tell me where I'm gonna go from here Feeling like a ghost when I look in the mirror k** me, tell me that we're even Put you in the deepend like a water demon I been scheming since I was 7 Rupture baddies now my path latter while my heart getting madder Flow illa but my clip still limber People still tremble and a**ume the worst Who's the first to get they dome crack Drug addicts always got they dome cracked Now who wanna be that Ki snatched while the family fiend snacked Only shout outs I get is like "oh f** the psycho's back" So I lean and keep my heat tacked call me mean mag Or mean to mag I meant peace when I called him out to face facts COME CLEAN f*ggot you ain't lifting souls These fake rappers better stop acting like they tablets ain't been wacom Or whacked off on Every dudes semen like makeup when ya girl spread it on Busting moneyshots like a firearm Man With a Golden Gun be holding meth in his shoulder holster for the white people son Nobody ever f**ing with this mastermind Cause I've mastered every species and chemically murdered every kind Mentally murked spirits with my tongue, you literal, a verbal dime Cosmically I'm God you an insect b**h hit me up to chat, every word I speak f**ing rhymes [Hook - JDP the Future] [Verse 3 - Taze] Ayo it's time for the induction lyrically I get ta bustin// Naw I didn't start it but I came to end this whole discussion// Sippin on some sh** that got me groggy like it's robotussin// I should probably die but I just shake it off like it ain't nothing// I just keep on planting one foot right in front of the other// Strolling past the vast deception that is k**ing my brother// I try to keep an open eye too many villians to cover// I even gotta watch my broad cause she a villianous lover// I'm on my lonely really I ain't got me too many homies// I learned to stand alone cause too many f**as are phony// I mean really man too many motherf**as are tony// AkA I'm just a piece of that oscar meyer boloney// Ain't got the time but I hear the melody so I got the rhyme// Facing any adversaries out there cause I got the spine// Never scared of no one only scared of myself// Only scared that after murder I would end up in hell// See I ain't never been a b**h I got no fear of a cell// You see the only thing I truly fear is fear in itself// Now knowing that I got the chance to get the championship belt// It's time to go all in I'm running with the cards I was dealt// Sticking to my diction while others stick to the fiction// So when we the room together all you feelin is friction// See dude I ain't even got a pot for the pissin// But I got the melody it's all I need on this mission...Whuuut!

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