Don&RL9 - Mansa Musa feat. Gural, Sitek, ReTo

[Gural]
MANSA MUSA
Old Mason
Eye of Horus
I release cumulonimbus
I have a homunculus in my lungs
MANSA MUSA
Entrance of Bruce Willis
This topic breaks the mold
Like plots in porn movies
MANSA MUSA
Girls from Erasmus are dancing
Dolls from Prus send likes, they want to get dirty again
MANSA MUSA
You listen to don Guralissimus Maximus, captain of Nautilus
Behind me is a madman’s road, Medusa decapitated
And the temptation of sirens
I throw pearls before swine from the loft
MANSA MUSA
New uprising of Spartacus, I spread the virus of rap
Chemtrails of words from the airbus

[Reto:]
There's so much to achieve
Time limits me so much
If I could not sleep, I would work twice as much
Because ambition is cursed
I have so much of it, as if I stole it
Its existence is a powerhouse
I wish so much to be like MANSA MUSA
To be like MANSA MUSA /x7
Because when you have more, that more is less
When there's weight in the sachet, it’s like a lighter heart
I can’t find anything more deceptive in it
Is a canary in a golden cage freer?

[Sitek]
MANSA MUSA, not Mura Masa – although I listen too
I'll get a golden watch, I’ll get a golden chain, I’ll get cash
That Benz is smiling, I'll take it out in a month
You're probably still staying with me, like the fleet on my back
000 stress, golden key to success
I'll walk in like at home after the party to the fridge to eat here
I don't know many difficult words
Gural is for puzzles
For what do you want to settle accounts with me?
I’ve paid the bill long ago
Asks about signets again
What price, where to buy, come on, tell me
Tens of diamonds, one must be stupid to buy
When you hit on that doll
You'll crash into reality
They only want likes here
So that you are like a sponsor to them

[Reto:]
There's so much to achieve
Time limits me so much
If I could not sleep, I would work twice as much
Because ambition is cursed
I have so much of it, as if I stole it
Its existence is a powerhouse
I wish so much to be like MANSA MUSA
To be like MANSA MUSA /x8

[ReTo]
I close the booth on the route and for that it was hard to lock me in a booth
They took a photo by the register
When I wasn't by the register yet, and thanks to them I have it
When I wanted my car, I made cash
I never begged because I have it
Hundred to hundred and hundred to hundred and in the end, I walked with a sandwich
Then you want more and more, like you drink just to drink
Since you could double your salary once, why not multiply it by 3
Who if not you
And numbers can be swapped
It’s like a carousel and vomiting
Although it’s hard to vomit from money
Shame is sooner more filling, who if not us?
Because when you have more, that more is less
When there's weight in the sachet, it’s like a lighter heart
I can’t find anything more deceptive in it
Is a canary in a golden cage freer?
Freer?
Freer?
Freer?