Burning Monk

By Novatore

On The 87 Arsonist

Released on April 26, 2024

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[Verse 1: Novatore]

I've always been at odds with every single institution

Feel like a burning monk protesting Buddhist persecution

And I can self-destruct the same

Sitting in a city street, my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flames

Yeah! The rebel type who led a felon life

With not a felony to stick, investigated twice

And now I'm livin' a domesticated life

I went from no food on the table, now I got a stable job and wife

Anything you'd ask, I'd do the opposite

If my girlfriend like my hair, I'd have to chop the shit

Don't like my clothes, okay, I guess I'll have to rock the shit

Was middle finger to the cops and that will never stop

Jobs were calling, they would never get a call back

Chasing dreams and didn't give a fuck about a fallback

With no regrets because I love the way I'm livin'

I ain't rich but I will never say what if and that's the difference


[Chorus: Novatore]

I've always been at odds with every single institution

Feel like a burning monk protesting Buddhist persecution

And I can self-destruct the same

Sitting in a city street, my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flames

I've always been at odds with every single institution

Feel like a burning monk protesting Buddhist persecution

And I can self-destruct the same

Sitting in a city street, my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flames


[Verse 2: Moecyrus]

I could kind of sort of relate

But this ADHD got me thinkin' thrice why

Everything surrounds me, nothing seems to change

'Cause my brain keeps wondering, I'ma keep questioning

I'ma keep them pondering, first of all, nothing seems to faze

I was too advanced, language was embarrassing

Tryin' to adapt, now I'm oversteppin' boundaries

Rappin' on a track, dissin' from a distance

So the later they can catch what I'm talkin' 'bout

Got all these narcissistic tendencies, condescending fuckery

Tarnishin' buffoonery, M-A-U-R-I-C-E

Put some respek on it, all tree of y'all bitch made

Let's be honest, I'm from an era where you had to understand stupid

Polarized vision, watchin' people act ruthless

Had to move around fast, y'all look clueless

Right where I want 'em, never ever be congruent


[Chorus: Novatore]

I've always been at odds with every single institution

Feel like a burning monk protesting Buddhist persecution

And I can self-destruct the same

Sitting in a city street, my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flames

I've always been at odds with every single institution

Feel like a burning monk protesting Buddhist persecution

And I can self-destruct the same

Sitting in a city street, my thoughts and actions ready the gust of flames