Tati Xiii - tati.machiavelli (acapella)

Hmm do you like that?
Wow

Tati Machiavelli
Take 7
Fuck that

Hmm do you like that?
Hold up
This flow might back
If you care about the stats
Then what's with the cap
If it's really about the numbers
Just show me the math
Don't come for me

Oh shit
Tati Machiavelli take 7

Hmmm do you like that?
Hold up this flow might bite back
Don't care about stats
But I care bout caps
Listened to your words
And I'm not convinced
Cause I wrote another verse
And I'm still the prince
Didn't uncle Mach tell me about this?

Chapter 17

Don't care if I'm cruel
Mind my own when I'm merciful
So do it for my team
Get our bellies full
Ain't no shame
In the way we move
Cause in the end
Ama see you too
Final destination type shit dude
Had a premonition
Got to see it through

And who am I to be
Without the belief
A crown don't make the king
But the people underneath
Don't matter what you seen
Don't matter what you do
That's why love and hate
Always comes in two

So
Fuck being feared
I'd rather be respected
Fuck being loved
I'd rather be trusted
Bout to blow up
Like my engine busted
Seeing is believing
If you don't wanna trust us
Too much of y'all looking like bustas
Ain't no way
You'd come around and bust us
Man Tati
This shit too bussin'

Baby I know
You can trust my process
That's why I'm the boss
I ain't dealing with the nonsense
Look at my poems
Man they lookin like a foreign
Whip it to the curb
Man I make it swerve
Why call the squad
When I got a herd
They call it chess
So move a pawn first
Devilish thoughts
Got to quench my thirst
You can call it lust
But I call it a verse
Hit it like my last
That's why I'm first

But there's no routine
In making a scene
Just wild out
And find ya serene
I ain't gonna be
Who I don't wanna be
Ama be me
And it's plain to see
Most of y'all act a bitch to spite me
Why should I care if you don't like me

Hmm
Do you like that?
Hold up this flow might bite back
If you care bout stats then what's with the cap
If it's really bout the numbers
Just show me the math
Don't come for me
Don't come for my team
Boy pipe down and try to fucking touch me
Boy bout to learn that the only hands on me
Are reserved for his girl only
Ha! Ha!
Hmmm
She like that
Made her turn around I bite that
Hmmm
She like that
Made her turn around
I made her turn around
I made her turn around
I bite that

Written by:
Jordany Garcia

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