Holy Mountain from Venga by The Boys

We are who we are and we won't hide it
We don't care if you don't like it
We are who we are and we won't hide it
We don't care

Look at me look at me, I'm biting
Chewing up your cooking had to redirect my writing
Wyling like a wookie when I lose, you choose
Am I winning, are you dying, are you living or do I win

Made a killing, not a dime on me, but one day
I'm gone be lining up the diamonds, they'll shine on me
It's all about the timing, flowing like a fountain
Following the Nile upstream to Holy Mountain

Climbing, the top is where you'll find me
Yeah I'm afraid of living, yeah I'm afraid of dying
My life's a gift that keeps on giving me anxiety
Trying my best not to give in, pop a xanny

Come get high with me, I digress losing focus
Do a line and hocus pocus, time to say goodbye to my sobriety
I pray to god cause I have noticed
The way the devil's eyeing me

Once upon a time I gave a fuck about the future
But my style is timeless, Adderall and Fendi
Try before you buy to figure out what really suits ya
Not every rhyme needs a pair not every story needs

A happy ending, yes I'm talking bout my life
But do tell me, why should I be humble?
Rap game Jesus Christ, I'm the king of the jungle
Water to wine, then crip walking on Grand cru

We are who we are and we won't hide it
We don't care if you don't like it
We are who we are and we won't hide it
We don't care

Lets talk about Mazlow’s hierarchy of need
He says self-actualisation is at the peak
To be honest though I’m kinda stuck at self-esteem
Feeling like a robot, when I forget to eat

Annihilating hierarchy
Single mother matriarchy
Oppenheimer with a Barbie
Bringing the Fat Man to the party
Skipping over mountain-tops
Getting so high it transcends drugs
With your beliefs I’m a nihilist
Talk to me -

It’s the Boys riding on the Venga bus
Bang Bang!
Riding in the Fake Taxi with us
On two wheels we taking these corners
Beep Beep!
Mountain roads with two GOATs riding hands free

I got on the Bluetooth
Tribal face tattoo
Smackdown like Fatu
I’m cathode, you’re ray tube
You’re Desmond, I’m tutu
I’m dance hall, you’re bathroom
We dream yo, like classic
So tall, like boy mountain
Deep yo, Atlantic
Let it go, Elsa
Else I spritz the seltzer
You’re tiny, I’m dancer
I’m Tupac, you’re Elton
Throwing money, fountain
Holy ghost, don’t doubt it
This gospel
Boy mountain
You Homer
I’m Plowman
I’m Donner
You’re salad
We smoke bowls
We fire
We climbing
Boy mountain
Prometheus in a G6
Air on a G string
Us Boys partying
Like a sweet sixteen

Don’t know, you know?
You do you, you know?
Reverse it, Uno
I do I, alone

Life’s kinda strange when you got a fucked up brain
But if us Boys found each other, I hope you find the same
Existence is delicious, return from Holy Mountain
Ignore the Golden Idol, these bars the 10 Commandments

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• overground hip hop
• underground hip hop
• Miami