Mono B’s verse
Yo, it’s Mono B, my brow’s thick as my bars,
Your name’s a throwback, stuck chasing old stars.
You’re John Dillinger? Please, I’m cracking the vault,
While you’re history’s heist, I’m the cosmic default.
I’ll read your chart, and your fate’s in decline,
Mercury’s retrograde—your flow’s out of line.
I’m celestial, you’re terrestrial, lost in the fray,
You’re just Bonnie’s Clyde—I’m a Milky Way.
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