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classik (canadian rapper) - mad كلمات الأغنية

yo, tell me
why they so mad though?

spell it
it’s the c, l, a
double s, i, k
the man with the dripped_out fit and cold fade
from every state to province
my murderous flow is border hopping
can i be copied? i don’t think so
my dome’s deeper than amazonian sinkholes
and more lethal
thinking i got a cheat code
the way i live the prophecy
you critics make a mockery
i’ll see you later
my pivotal mission in progress, ignore the fakers
i’m skipping the cynical nonsense
i’m undertaker
and karmawin’s the bеat savior
with sl!ck behavior on the drum pads
flipping a sample and hitting thе kick, snare
with minimal effort, dismantle with care
you don’t want none of it (nunavut)
ice cold, say your prayers
it’s the one and only
who’s the sickest?
ask your shorties
breaking necks like macaroni
can’t resist the head boppin’
get your broski
it’s the 514, 416
montreal and toronto up in the mix
big tunes you can’t resist

mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
you’re straight mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
we make moves while you’re sleeping
mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
you’re straight mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
you’re counting sheep while we’re fleecing
mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
you’re straight mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
we make moves while you’re sleeping
mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
you’re straight mad ’cause i’m feeling myself
you’re counting sheep while we’re fleecing

“ayo classik!”
“what up, what up?”
“you a sick son of a—”
“chill.”
counting sheep while we’re…
taking your fans, taking your buzz
taking all the above
it’s a must if you wanna survive
they left me alone in the desert to die
still i came out with plenty buckets of water and wine
you’re living a miserable, pitiful lie
i’m not your typical guy
keep it original, always a buck
whenever you’re mad
i know what is up
don’t give a d_mn
don’t give a f_ck
listen
never sold my soul or sold out for what glistens
my mission’s clearer than the waters of fiji
better believe me
since a fetus, i was preaching the gospel of rap music
to these damaged medullas
my word to buddha
the industry thinks i’m stupid and foolish
but cool it mami
i’m established around the globe
i’ll let the fans of the genre define me
i’m so grimy on these boom bap beats
becoming the infinite alpha omega
the greatest of all time
kiss my feet
serving ’em all dimes
giving ’em all st__ze
lower your tone when speaking to me
still don’t believe i’m the one?
check the receipts
whoa

you’re counting sheep while we’re fleecing
you’re counting sheep while we’re
taking your fans
taking your buzz
taking all the above
it’s a must if you wanna survive

- classik canadian rapper

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