Muhtjinnom
Zoan
GENRE
I’m a muhtjinnom
Who trained hard and honed
A sound that is timeless
A sound that pleases the royal highness
I’m a muhtjinnom
I know heaven is my home
But on earth I’ll be a sweet boy
And never give into the cheap ploys
Subjectively
I’m not everyone’s cup of tea
But objectively
These wack motherfuckers can’t say shit to me
I make beats
I write short stories
I play for keeps
I’m known to be corny
I’m also horny
But what’s to make of the ladies
Not giving in
Hard work pays off
So pay attention
When I recеived dividends
And reap my rеwards
Some don’t fear the Lord
And they explore
Paths that are detrimental
Which makes their disgusting hate
That much easier to ignore
I’m so bored
I been the goat since I started
How should a genius live
In a world where the residents are fucking retarded
I can impress you
With my extensive vocabulary
Ladies
I can say things
That’ll make you want to get married
To your boy who enjoys
Weed and a little missionary
What’s to make of a nice godly man
Who the world finds as scary
Apples to oranges
Really though there is no comparing
I’m bearing the sins of my forefathers
I’m never swearing the Lord’s name
For never letting me be a Harlem Globetrotter
Can end up as a martyr
But I think it’s more likely
That I’ll die as a legend
They think it’s cute how I’m sweet
They think it’s cute the things I tweet
They think it’s cute how faithful I am to heaven
Who trained hard and honed
A sound that is timeless
A sound that pleases the royal highness
I’m a muhtjinnom
I know heaven is my home
But on earth I’ll be a sweet boy
And never give into the cheap ploys
Subjectively
I’m not everyone’s cup of tea
But objectively
These wack motherfuckers can’t say shit to me
I make beats
I write short stories
I play for keeps
I’m known to be corny
I’m also horny
But what’s to make of the ladies
Not giving in
Hard work pays off
So pay attention
When I recеived dividends
And reap my rеwards
Some don’t fear the Lord
And they explore
Paths that are detrimental
Which makes their disgusting hate
That much easier to ignore
I’m so bored
I been the goat since I started
How should a genius live
In a world where the residents are fucking retarded
I can impress you
With my extensive vocabulary
Ladies
I can say things
That’ll make you want to get married
To your boy who enjoys
Weed and a little missionary
What’s to make of a nice godly man
Who the world finds as scary
Apples to oranges
Really though there is no comparing
I’m bearing the sins of my forefathers
I’m never swearing the Lord’s name
For never letting me be a Harlem Globetrotter
Can end up as a martyr
But I think it’s more likely
That I’ll die as a legend
They think it’s cute how I’m sweet
They think it’s cute the things I tweet
They think it’s cute how faithful I am to heaven
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