[Intro]

El Unico

Pakco F

[Verse 1]

This shit feel like déjà vu

Don't think I can see it through

They see all the things I post

But don't know or got a clue

Do you know what it took

Fuck it, I'm an open book

Yeah I cheated, lied, and stole

Will you treat me like a crook

Yeah I had a final track

Then I took too long to buy

That's the beauty in this life

We create, consume, and die

All the trauma

That these eyes have seen

I'm desensitized

All the problems

I can't speak on things

I'll be demonetized

Or they'll think a demon rides

On thе right side of my mind

On my ribs, angels inscribe

To protеct me in life

All the money in the world

But my soul

Can't name a price

All the good inside the world

Can my heart double in size

I need healing

I need a feeling

Before my mind

Gets obsessed with earthly dealings

Before I inadvertently

Sign off and seal it

Seven trumpets

Seven tracks

Seven scrolls

My eyes are black

Inside my soul

A tiny crack

Of good inside

I'm falling flat

The devil sending new contracts

How many demons came in contact

You don't know spiritual combat

This shit probably sound manic

I ain't goin' to rehab

I ain't goin' to retreat

See them lying between they teeth

Misinformed, but they believe

The truth get swept underneath

If I told you what I've seen

I don't think that you could fathom

Eyes wide shut, like I'm a phantom

In the opera of action

I don't operate with aprons

I obliterate in fashion

And authentically articulate

They circle fake, and I'm a star

Guess we live through different shapes

As humans, go through different phases

This is not a simple fix

This life is made through different mazes

Decisions, then live wit' it

I feel I lived a hundred lives

I wonder will this be the last

I probably had a hundred highs

Now ask how many times I crashed

[Hook / Chorus]

A hundred

Prototypes can't be perfect

A hundred

I'm a moddel, but I'm odd

A hundred

Prototype, I'm still workin'

A hundred

I'm a moddel, at what cost

[Breakdown]

A hundred lives

How many times

I got left

I'm outta breath

Am I outta time

Am I comin' back

How many times

I'm a moddel and a prototype

I was chosen and then chose this life

A hundred lives

How many times

I got left

I'm outta breath

Am I outta time

Am I comin' back

How many times

I'm a moddel and a prototype

I was chosen and then chose this life

[Outro]

Amen