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Alexander The Great
- //Verse//
- People out here treating Yelp reviews like declarations of war
- Ready to burn a bakery to the ground because their oat milk latte was lukewarm
- You’re either getting shot in a mall, or they’ll mentally waterboard
- You with microaggressions at your corporate happy hour
- And some dipshit on Instagram is selling crypto advice and gaining power
- While dodging alimony payments, and half the Internet thinks he’s fucking Jesus
- In a Gucci belt, power tells you to your face that you're worthless
- And then offers a rewards program for your suffering so they can get richer
- Congrats, you earned 100 points of pain, you can redeem them for a subscription
- To a crusty tote bag, violence is in the Uber, crime’s got fan clubs now
- People idolizing scammers, bitch you’re not clever, you’re just a clown
- With Wi Fi, power is out here flashing its balls on live TV
- While you clap because hey, at least it’s authentic as can be
- And criticism is so broken it comes with a subscription fee
- You can literally pay strangers to roast your outfit like it’s fun
- Violence isn’t even shocking anymore because it's expected to be done
- //Chorus//
- They’re tryna see who can bark the loudest
- Calling themselves gods when all they’re doing is clownin’
- But I don't walk into a room, I invade it, like Alexander the Great
- My friends greet me, my enemies get out of the way
- They’re tryna see who can bark the loudest
- Calling themselves gods when all they’re doing is clownin’
- But I don't walk into a room, I invade it, like Alexander the Great
- My friends greet me, my enemies get out of the way
- //Verse//
- I’m checking the weather, partly cloudy with a 40% chance
- Of some idiot shooting up a gas station, it's baked into the forecast now, man
- Wear your trauma like SPF, power wants you numb, not dead
- Just numb enough to keep working, consuming, and filling your head
- Superiority isn’t something you ask for, beg for, or inherit
- It’s something you bleed for, and then when the dust settles
- You stand on the broken bones of the doubters like a goddamn colossus
- I win by default, look around, do you see me struggling and bawling
- Do you see me begging for validation from whatever half literate crowd
- Is circle jerking under Instagram quotes and crying loud
- Confusing arrogance for insight because they’re too dumb to tell the difference
- I enter a room and the temperature drops because reality knows
- Something greater just arrived, people are afraid they’ll see themselves, bro
- And realize they’re built out of cardboard, I’m a goddamn continent
- Everest isn’t tall enough for me, give me Olympus Mons and a fucking rocket to
- Get there, I’m unreachable, being criticized by irrelevant meat sacks
- That think their opinion matters, here’s the thing, your critique
- Is like a fart in a wind tunnel, it’s completely lost to what I bring
- //Chorus//
- They’re tryna see who can bark the loudest
- Calling themselves gods when all they’re doing is clownin’
- But I don't walk into a room, I invade it, like Alexander the Great
- My friends greet me, my enemies get out of the way
- They’re tryna see who can bark the loudest
- Calling themselves gods when all they’re doing is clownin’
- But I don't walk into a room, I invade it, like Alexander the Great
- My friends greet me, my enemies get out of the way
- //Verse//
- You ever seen someone throw a pebble at a tank and think they won, that’s you
- That’s your whole life, it’s true, you know why they critique, because they’re fools
- They dissect because they can’t create, keep scribbling, nerd
- Product of performance, I know that I’m better, call it what you want, I heard
- Them all, it all translates to you lose, the verdict’s already decided
- The scoreboard follows my rules, it’s a power move when I commit a crime, bitch
- You know you can’t be me, you’re not disgusted, you’re full of envy
- They hype up the meek, but deep down, every peasant wants to kneel before a king
- That’s why you obsess over any walking trainwreck with confidence
- I don’t pander to your inferiority, I highlight it, you worship mediocrity
- I’m not hiding behind false humility or pretending I’m just one of the crowd
- Go ahead and judge me, call me a criminal, those labels don’t stick to me, clown
- They slide off like bullets on Kevlar, because I’m not made of the same
- Weak ass atoms you are, you wish you could be like me in any way
- //Chorus//
- They’re tryna see who can bark the loudest
- Calling themselves gods when all they’re doing is clownin’
- But I don't walk into a room, I invade it, like Alexander the Great
- My friends greet me, my enemies get out of the way
- They’re tryna see who can bark the loudest
- Calling themselves gods when all they’re doing is clownin’
- But I don't walk into a room, I invade it, like Alexander the Great
- My friends greet me, my enemies get out of the way
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