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b. “mad one” morgan – dimension كلمات اغاني

[chorus + scratches](x4)
mad one
from another dimension, did i mention…

[verse 1]
life’s a b-tch, i’m here to dim ya lights like an eclipse
let me flip, i watch ya body frame like g clip
it’s a half, mixed with rap, i’m unstoppable like epidemics
so if this gimmick is disposed of it’s no love
i throw up all onto his head like a gold glove
now in greener days comin to me like i sow -what
yo’ nickel sack grabs a f-cka when i hold up
promotion pretty really niggy, but ya flow’s ugg’
see, i been livin in this darkness for some time
with metaphors creative flows of weird punch lines
so move my status to the baddest of the unsigned
a t-tle once mine, once mine
i end the ceremonies with the humblest of att-tudes
i flatter crews, but if they battle – mad have the badder crew
so who the next kid in line for execution?
i’m ready to go to war for our rhymin revolution
and conclusion, i sink into your thoughts like telepathy
don’t f with me, cuz i can get yo’ intellect in jeopardy
you better see like kids, who’s prescriptions on they headpiece
of lead leads, and you will fit descriptions of a dead beast
sow seeds, you only bring yourself man
i’m told to pay attention
for you i’ve knocked a inning, the third dimension
and it’s sowed

[chorus]

[verse 2]
you’ve been warned, so let’s beware, upper contender
boggle with brain benders, lyrics that put that sender
lesson to harden a trip as i flip up the diction
with this prescription i kill perfection
and fairytales, scary tales in my book of reality
h-ssle me and you’ll see that you get took when you battle me man, what is the plan? for you simply lacks intelligence
irrelevant wack emcees, when you go against the heaven-sents
you lose, who chooses the fate of the defeated
the state i lack critique when i descend where we conceited
and indeed it is a trait that i possess, but seldom show it
my world be open mic, and it’s a fight that welcomes poets
or it’s a bit duets for those who l-st for lyricism
the fillings of your lungs and get embodied with ya izm
you wanted, but your feelin’ something real, that’s what i give ’em
my texts is in a locker, what i call the third dimension
and it’s on

[chorus]

[verse 3]
it’s from the land of a man in my stompin’ ground
i run the blocks, i cam a lot where my {cormics} clowned down
who wack emcees be the motto of my area
the rippin and the shreds with the force of a terrier-
pit, soon as i grip in ya flesh at every syllable
it’s ill as you, now really fool? you know your cr-p is billable
but still you do things that’s the finest suicidal
when it’s vital that you lounge or drink a brew witcha idol
mital cannot relieve the brutal headache i’ll be giving you
so listen to the warning of a king who will be ripping you – true
run me a biz, i rise out of the darkness, fought with stereotype hypes about the spark that’s all about bringin’ terror
to techniques you ain’t developed
when head up i keep the rack o’ pretenders, so shut the h-ll up
and realize, that i’ll kill too many for comprehension
lynchin’ when they step in the world of the third dimension

[chorus]

- b mad one morgan

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