*Incoming phone call* Dollar-Denz: - Yeah, it’z D Devil:: - Pull up son, you know it begins now Dollar-Denz: - Naaw! What’z the matter now? Devil:: - It’z time 2 bring you home Intro: Some peepz ain’t capable of the ability 2 understand, the value in the broken diamond covered in sand, but the dirt polish me 2 what I’am.. Verse 1: Seen as a villain, Fighting an arc where my conscious won’t listen Feeling million past mistakes killing my motivation, I’ve been judge as guilty, punished for nothing, bullied since I was a DollarKid, Now I’am livin’ in the sinin’ that made me unforgiven, Like my reality, iz a prophecy, that was written for me personally, I feel my faith in my fate swift intensely, God’z-soldiers will prosper but suffer in agony, to learn we can’t trust anybody, I saw how the magnetism of my high frequency, interpreted negativity to peepz, Envy, competition or hating, and these weak bitches following the majority, “Fuck these NPC’z” I know I got a strong energy, that make peepz feel threaten by me, they tried to keep my talent hidden, from me, By bashing everything I did, they couldn’t accept the rhythm, in me, they tried to challenge my personality, Trusting a falsely image of me, made of lies, and exaggerated rumors created by, the D'haters to hype, My mistakes 2 hate and shame everything of mine, these pathetic lives, view me unfair without even knowing me, I’m seen as a the antagonist who just don’t give a shit, I’m the villain, Seen as shame by millions, So D-Almighty change to D-Don in a split sec-ond, Dub’Dz domination takes over the microphone, Then spit out worth like an ATM on my records, I got horns and halos all over the words I speak on, my conscience iz lost, The emptiness emotion will never be gone, like I got gun-down by my own thoughts, the creator won’t forgive my wrongs, my experience or my opinion, I was doomed from the start so I’m not surprised at all, That I need 2 crawl, throughout my own musical, “Real talk” Some peepz got no worth left, no value in their breath, hating someone for something their heads can’t comprehend, Especially the smurfs and the snake-friends, They seize the problems in Dollar-Denz key-moments, 2 pray on the defeat, while the other peepz generalize, gossip and tease, I’ve always been, villainized as the wrong piece, I’am even seen, as a villain from the oinking police, These badge stroking freaks, can’t get off my dick, Experienced much to know people love being ugly, So ofc I’m seen as a villain, because of my resilient willing on succeeding what I was meant to perceiving in the arc I’am living Hook: X2 I’m Seen as a villain, hated by millions, cause I got an destiny in my ambition, to succeed with my God given vision Introlude: I still keep managed DollarKid’z heavy trauma, That self-conflict drama, that never vanish from me, They compete against me, because my aura frightens’em seriously, Dollar-Denz ambience is unrecognizable by the lowvibration, people, I’m too much of a champion, so they gets judgmental, rumors of doubting, to foul my appearance so the ignorant ignition, Ignite an chemical reaction of a inequitable characteristic explosion, of dishonest disrespect, directed to my name, Life and foundation, with those falsifying evidence and hating fabrications, will never be a representation of my reputation, Just pathetic lies of the worthless life’s imagination, “imagination” Hook: I’m Seen as a villain, hated by millions, cause I got an destiny in my ambition, to succeed with my God given vision Outro: ”Vision, Vision, I’m seen as a villain”
*Incoming phone call*
Dollar-Denz:
- Yeah, it’z D
Devil::
- Pull up son, you know it begins now
Dollar-Denz:
- Naaw! What’z the matter now?
Devil::
- It’z time 2 bring you home
Intro:
Some peepz ain’t capable of the ability 2 understand,
the value in the broken diamond covered in sand,
but the dirt polish me 2 what I’am..
Verse 1:
Seen as a villain,
Fighting an arc where my conscious won’t listen
Feeling million past mistakes killing my motivation,
I’ve been judge as guilty, punished for nothing,
bullied since I was a DollarKid,
Now I’am livin’ in the sinin’ that made me unforgiven,
Like my reality, iz a prophecy,
that was written for me personally,
I feel my faith in my fate swift intensely,
God’z-soldiers will prosper but suffer in agony,
to learn we can’t trust anybody,
I saw how the magnetism of my high frequency,
interpreted negativity to peepz,
Envy, competition or hating,
and these weak bitches following the majority,
“Fuck these NPC’z”
I know I got a strong energy,
that make peepz feel threaten by me,
they tried to keep my talent hidden,
from me,
By bashing everything I did,
they couldn’t accept the rhythm,
in me,
they tried to challenge my personality,
Trusting a falsely image of me,
made of lies,
and exaggerated rumors created by,
the D'haters to hype,
My mistakes 2 hate and shame everything of mine,
these pathetic lives,
view me unfair without even knowing me,
I’m seen as a the antagonist who just don’t give a shit,
I’m the villain,
Seen as shame by millions,
So D-Almighty change to D-Don in a split sec-ond,
Dub’Dz domination takes over the microphone,
Then spit out worth like an ATM on my records,
I got horns and halos all over the words I speak on,
my conscience iz lost,
The emptiness emotion will never be gone,
like I got gun-down by my own thoughts,
the creator won’t forgive my wrongs,
my experience or my opinion,
I was doomed from the start so I’m not surprised at all,
That I need 2 crawl, throughout my own musical,
“Real talk”
Some peepz got no worth left,
no value in their breath,
hating someone for something their heads can’t comprehend,
Especially the smurfs and the snake-friends,
They seize the problems in Dollar-Denz key-moments,
2 pray on the defeat, while the other peepz generalize, gossip and tease,
I’ve always been, villainized as the wrong piece,
I’am even seen, as a villain from the oinking police,
These badge stroking freaks, can’t get off my dick,
Experienced much to know people love being ugly,
So ofc I’m seen as a villain,
because of my resilient willing on succeeding what I was meant to perceiving in the arc I’am living
Hook: X2
I’m Seen as a villain, hated by millions, cause I got an destiny in my ambition, to succeed with my God given vision
Introlude:
I still keep managed DollarKid’z heavy trauma,
That self-conflict drama,
that never vanish from me,
They compete against me,
because my aura frightens’em seriously,
Dollar-Denz ambience is unrecognizable by the lowvibration, people,
I’m too much of a champion,
so they gets judgmental,
rumors of doubting,
to foul my appearance so the ignorant ignition,
Ignite an chemical reaction of a inequitable characteristic explosion,
of dishonest disrespect,
directed to my name,
Life and foundation,
with those falsifying evidence and hating fabrications,
will never be a representation of my reputation,
Just pathetic lies of the worthless life’s imagination, “imagination”
Hook:
I’m Seen as a villain, hated by millions, cause I got an destiny in my ambition, to succeed with my God given vision
Outro:
”Vision, Vision, I’m seen as a villain”
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