My egotistical biblical lyrical ass is back
I'm really on my egotistical shit now mane
Y'all going to love me mane
And when y'all love me
I need you Ima need you to love me a little bit more mane
I'm not gonna stop until you love me
And eventually we can kill my ego together
Ego Death
Just not yet
Hopped on a plane abroad
Gave this broad a nod
Hopped in the car
And then she followed the Don
Got to the Telly and the sun was blazing
And it felt amazing
Sun blocked by my shades
Concierge said
Welcome Bramalish you're looking mighty vicious
Like you don't clean dishes
Anything I'll get you Mista
Just call the front desk and I'll come the distance for ya
This is the life that the man Bram always wanted
Manifesting this shit has been exhausting
But now we made it
Ain't no fuckin debating
Once a kid in the cradle now I'm making paper (yeah)
I am so major
Hit me with your taser
I don't think Ima feel it
Cuz I'm the fuckin shizit bizitch
But I'll hit you with my laser
No time to save you
Hit you when the day's done
Soul black like a raven
Do me a favor
Come to Jamaica
Fun in the sun and rum with fruit punch and
Once it's redundant we'll jet to London
Flip off some cunts on our way to the pubs
And hang with the Brits for shits and for giggles
Like Malcolm in the Middle
I'm a creep like Thomas Riddle
With my balls you can fiddle
Charm will make you giggle
I'm the fuckin type of real that you can feel
Been around the world with different romances
Each one miraculous
With different tactics
She called me Mr. Bombastic
Then grabbed onto my stick
And said your johnson fantastic
Big as the Atlantic
Dick will make you frantic
She said come I want to wank it
Then I want to drank it
You can call me plankton
Come I'll give you dank dick
Ima make you rank it
Bigger than it can't get
She natural no plastic
And her ass I harassed it
And she do gymnastic
So, she do it faster
And she call me Master
Told her it doesn't matter
Do what you wanna mama it's your banana
Make your way over here little mamacita
Tell me what you want to hear hit me on your beeper
Makin rapping my career tell me is it feasible for you to have no fear
Man In The Arena
Bram making it all appear
This man on a heater
Stick with me and I'll give your stickers on your visa
Put some coral pon ya reefa
Haha
Now I'm in Yerushalayim
Drinking maim
Religion and tradition
Underwriting
A political citizen still deciding
Where the line in the sand remain divided
Let's come together now brothers and sisters
Hate breaks us down, but the lover could lift us
Some gon' get down why do others resist us
You look like a fuckin clown and it's ridiculous
But I guess that's life and you got to roll the dice
Then people decided whether they like coke or fuckin sprite
They both got sugar but they're different in the color
So why you got such a strong opinion mother fucker
They both great and they both hold weight
Why don't you shut the fuck up and go 'bout your damn day
I'm sick of this shit mane
It's causing people pain
It's hard enough to stay sane on the day to day
While trying to make a name
Find a girl that ain't the same
Be an inspiration for the legends coming after me
Wanna be his majesty
So bad I could barely breath
I could barely count to three
But my flow making money
This is fuckin tyranny
Are you fuckin hearing me
Well, if you're hearing me hear this
I'm a white mother fuckin Jew from the upper west side of Manhattan
I'm not supposed to be here but I'm shitting on you rappers
Put that in your history book
And mother fuck your stereotype
Goodnight