Lyrics:
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
to the noble unbeatable length of hair that I bare
so bare witness I'm physically fittin' this
a desease so MC's please take a techna shot
you got what I give I
the God of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed by my Squad
It's odd y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin'
the ground, touching the sky
What happened to the beautiful scenery
Looking out the window my soul want liberty
I'm watching the train ride by
Runaway runaway
seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin'
'Long the side of me
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by
understand what she sacrificed for us
But I will never understand it all clearly
Until I start understanding Dolores.
Her father, my grandfather was short
a soul through the wire just to touch your brain
I ain’t after the fame
I’m after mastering this mc shit in every single frame
Even though I cut the main
Dell, murderess world wind of wit
Get the worse of I break it down bit by bit
Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory
living by a vestry
I know the mind of a king ain't empty
Thank the Lord, I know that he blessed me
My time's nearer, I see clearer
My ex calls me but I
spilling and moving
With your balls hanging by a throttle
Looking mottle
Starting to bottle these feelings
Oh my god why do my balls wattle like a piano
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We stay connected
Bronx to crizona well protected
Our names ring bells, throughout this country were respected
By the highest authorities,
on a platta
That's why your dame was open once I threw these lyrics at her
Say what? The rhyme data ???
Smokin wack MC's so bad I'm at the ground
hope you hear it
I'm in a car right now fucking on a dude cuz I'm gay
Hey Magic I drank too much root beer dare me to drive?
You know that song by Rocky
by
Ho Ho Ho it Christmas
Feels good to be alive
Ho Ho Ho its Christmas
It's magic
, It's magic
It's Christmas Eve and in houses everywhere,
the holy bag, reach your hand into the right pocket of my shorts. Oh no! Where'd the pocket lining go? The magic stick you're now touching there, must have
the war magic
Command the waves and ride the ocean breeze
Kul Tiran navel fleet
Embark, my Daughter of the Sea
With the death of her father and Theramore
When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
equipped
Usin' my style for a firm set of action
MC's beware, the club windows I'm bashin'
Throwin' rhymes and bombs and some cocktails
You better move
bleed from the weed I been smokin.
Keep walking son, I keep the song hostile
Mad weaponry, I bring by the stockpile
Way too deep, my block legendary
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
MC's babble on and on I phenom,
Bomb like Ethiopians, not Italions, Queen Asheba, balance like a Libra,
Rain like meteor storms, that change forms like
question if I'm gonna be alright
Am I protected by our father that I pray to every day and night
Does He get mad cause I keep asking for the wealth
ni vitimbi,
They wanna kill us but am hoping God is hearing,
Send your help Father show them who the boss is,
I won't name them but I'm praying peace
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