Monroe Is Like… Lyrics – Daniel Monroe

Monroe Is Like… Lyrics by Daniel Monroe

A lot of people asked me where my name came from
Marilyn, that’s all they can think of
What’s it like to have this name? well…
Monroe is like, a teacher without certification

Monroe is like, the f#ckup in your medication
Monroe is like, a critic that appoints your accusation
Monroe is like, a sign of a direct communication
Monroe is like, a star in a constellation

Monroe is like, the final nerve in your patience
Monroe is like, the break in a duration
Monroe is likе, a burning sensation
It’s not a probability of paternity

Nor through genеtics or based off of my maturity
No ancestry, just an identity of purity
But i treat it with dignity through courtesy
There would be instances of me stuffing you in an incubator

While grabbing a lightsaber and slash down your tuber simulator
It’s just my bad side like the c-virus in the bakers
The only mutation i’m growing is my wordplay in the paper
I can visualize a scene by staring at a carpet

Using the dark shades of the fabric to make part of it
In the 80’s, rock and roll got us through some hard sh#t
We might as well build cities on starships
I’m not one of those people carrying a fake sediment

The disses i made were serious when i came to send it
If i sound funny to you, i’m not making it a blemish
You just take what you want from it, i ain’t stealing to take credit
Monroe is like, the checkered flag in a race

Monroe is like, the pepper spray to your face
Monroe is like, a kiss with bits of affection
Monroe is like, a worldwide class of attention
Monroe is like, a key that blows up the ignition

Monroe is like, the cure to end an infection
Monroe is like, the violins of a symphony
Monroe is like, a beautiful woman who made history
I’ll get a mic on my arm like ll cool j

There’s no crown on it but on top, it’s a yellow j
If i were to go on a rampage
I would pop in a cd of killswitch engage
Costs $8.98, that’s the price range

Inflicting my curse while i got the rage of a mage
Never ending bloody sundays, back to back
It’s actually quite hard to diss a nobody in my raps
They prove to me that they wanna be part of the contest

If they do want beef, i’ll have the stinger carved through their vest
You wanna be oprah’s sideman? who you kiddin’?
You wanna be allen iverson? what you sniffin’?
Have bees cover your mouth like a muzzle

I may look skinny but my tongue’s the strongest muscle
With the right patterns and counter rebuttals
I could rap as long as it would take to complete a jigsaw puzzle
Monroe is like, the cheese in your macaroni

Monroe is like, the engine in a bugatti
Monroe is like, the wheels on a maserati
Monroe is like, the scream of a banshee
Monroe is like, the juice in a pomegranate

Monroe is like, the pure essence of attractive
Monroe is like, gruesome content that doesn’t belong
Monroe is like, a man that wants to dream on
There are dozens of people that have the same name

But i share the contributions to make it great
During my time, i figured out the literal cause
It’s not my fault they can’t understand lyrical law
Embellished, authentic, and symbolic

The name itself can be sweet and strong like a gin tonic
I can be like ken block and change my race to gymkhan-ic
Why would i fragment something that has been iconic?
People depict me as one of those linguistic delinquents

Whose lifestyle has been fictitious with conflictions
I don’t share a vestige or a relic to bequest
Would they still protest if it helps me when i’m depressed?
I’m not a bad guy, i’m nice the whole time

Once you get to know me and show your feelings, i’ll show mine
If they offend me, my ego makes me snow-blind
This is my cosign and this is what being a monroe is like
Monroe is like, a platform for fabrication

Monroe is like, a template for an animation
Monroe is like, a diagram with an annotation
Monroe is like, a crime that has a mandation
Monroe is like, a suit from louis vuitton

Monroe is like, an image to see what you’ve become
Monroe is like, a book to read upon
Monroe is like, the final beat of a song
You can have any name you want, man

You just gotta show enough heart to it
If you don’t show enough heart to it, then there’s no point of having it
That’s it, man, you know what it is
Peace out, my friends
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Daniel Monroe Lyrics – Monroe Is Like…

Daniel Monroe

Monroe Is Like…