Mario Puzo

[Verse 1: T.Rabb]
You can feel the madness from the page that I scribble in
I'ma transcend and crack the pen whether lose or win
Brain waves shock the page was raised around official men
I swear I see Picasso in the mirrors I been looking in
Still the truth flowing outlandish, melt the paint off a canvas, huh
Steal your spots, And creep through like a panther, huh
We gone fight over the block like we Kansas, huh
I'm the God, I held demons for ransom, huh
Yeah, you should read my latest thesis
New Chevy's and it's never leasеs
I'm the truth but I'll die the rеason
I'll leave a spitter speechless
I raise the temperature in every season
Counting cash I do it at my leisure
Hoard the money like I'm Ebenezer
Slapping screw on a flight to Egypt
Three ghosts and a Mona Lisa
That's over heads I won't explain it neither
My seat back I'm damn near horizontal
Every time I write it's like I caught a fever
I can see my name in lights so double charge the feature
Rabb
This sound like money

[Verse 2: T.Rabb]
Nigga don't you see the scars on my hands from it
I stood through the storm as you ran from it
Before the stories were told
I wrapped em in the gold
You gotta have a key and know the code to even get close
The only currency I know is creative control
And if the baker makes the pies, he's keeping what sold
You can't put me in a bind, that was me in cold
Truth be told the weather felt like twenty winters in a row
Frank Sinatra or Usher I did it my way
And I arrived from the backstreet not the highway
You gotta master the biz to really get rich
I'll pass my masters to my kids when I cease to exist
I am what I
You should know it by now
I'm the brains behind these beats I mastered my sound
I'm the one moving pen inciting the crowd
I'm the engineer behind boards it's clear to me now