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[Verse 1: Majestik Originality]
So long quiet & kept, ready to riot and step//
To connect a grip round the pit of ya throat like I was strep//
Sicker Than a sixer pack of king cobra when I swing boulder//
Lights out, hurricane, knock ya seas over//
In a sure mind im boltin’ to pass ya shoreline//
And watch you cave like collapses inside of a coal mine//
Fuck it pass me that old wine and start the party//
It only takes a few bars to bar the artist trying to starve me//
Soy classico like a harley and built big like a good year//
A blimp striking simps with verses to make the hood cheer//
Its been a long time like waiting for christ on christmas//
The difference is im fact and hes fiction just like ya wish list//
So bring me around ya bitchness if you willing to hurt//
No killers needed just tailors to hem you up like a skirt//
Im cut from a different cloth and born with a super ego//
Grinding to make muves like my homies do for the people..
[Verse 2: Majestik Originality]
So fuck it before I kick, I’m going hard in the paint//
Walking thru fires boldly with bars, scarred like a saint//
My name is my name and trust you can’t erase where I been//
The shows that I’ve done, the people I’ve met, teams I was in//
I’ve been doing this for years and still chasing this bitch//
I’m thirst for taking this bitch and truly tasting this bitch//
No more ducking and dodging as I’m shucking and robbing//
The slot of the next like a clot in ya chest, pit stopping//
Staining the scene with a stench meaner than skunks//
If your demeanor is punk you getting chucked in a trunk//
I got no time for weak fucks who stay smiling strong//
I ain’t rhyming this wrong, dead ass you getting the palm//
A quick slap so yo can process what the fuck just happened/
Oh shit this nigga maje really always been rapping?!!//
Fuck you thought it was a game? like I was spitting for jokes//
I’ll alter ya boys with scripture, make you quit like the pope..
[Verse 3: Majestik Originality]
See, I know who ride with me from the start to finish//
So I apologize to them for taking long to get in this//
But I had to play bill or else i’d end up like ennis//
An emcee to poet and back, my game was tennis//
Now im ready to serve balls like peter north in a porn//
And smash beats like it was skin diamond getting it torn//
No letting it warm, im bringing fire to the masses//
Plant a c4 to ya backdoor , light a fire under asses//
If you wouldve just listened ida came much nicer//
But my levels off like Kalashnikov goin against snipers//
Suckers get the viper, cause when surgery done//
Im spitting poison at you pussies, with a mercury tongue//
Ain’t no hurting me son, cause I was birthed in this shit//
With the heart of a lion feet first while clenching my fist//
So when they mention me hit, you better wake from ya nap//
And stop sleeping on me fucker, take ya mattress back!
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