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majestik originality - sick sixth كلمات الأغنية

the following is an acapella that was recorded on the album “just listen”

i got that crack that cats break they back for//
crack my jaw when i spit so i kno the hits raw//
shift tours before engaging in a battle with me//
or else decapitated is how ya whole babble will be//
i drop the gavel and see who dare testin the judge//
lock you down with a verse leave you shook in ya blood//
runnin cold in ya spine you chicken skin maggot//
i’ll put a ring to ya head and start having you sh-t karats//
forcing over ya credit and erasing ya name//
f-ck you over bad like ya mom takin part in a train//
im rippin part of ya frame everytime you step to//
majestik the best with that lyrikal kung fu//
shiv dudes into a pit…burn em alive//
too scared to commit suicide so i help euthanize//
any you crab spittas who bring lame to the booth//
im g-ssin ya lungs with an agent like the j-panese do//
i’ll happily screw any t-tle that i win in ya chest//
so i could really hurt ya feelings and prove im the best//
who of thought you suggest ya mans to get at my cipha//
get hit with sl!ck rip and thats if i like ya//
so before ya step cuz of the puff in ya breast//
understand that when you die ya soul is mine at ya death//
no p-ss to the gates ya fate is sealed like an urn//
to burn would mean ya hot so a trip to h-ll you dont earn//
im takin ya custies and everything you ever had//
my product hotter than being rich and a deadbeat dad//
you just a deadbeat fad gettin stomped to the ground//
i got junkies stuck in they tracks hypnotized by the sound//
so dead it, ya over, and face it ya status done dropped//
my gift of gab put you on a slab like a blood clot//
dont breathe when you see me and ya just might run//
unless ya wan test the best to hold weight with a tongue//
i’ll test fate with a gun if it means to survive to fight//
cuz my luck got most f-cked when it was time to fight//
im too hungry and starvin, dont let my size g-ss ya//
i been known to have cats runnin home to a pastor//
beggin for forgiveness and demandin last rights//
cuz his last night was spent gettin stabbed with a live mic//
you throw jabs like a frail tyke should’ve stepped ya game//
instead i crept thru and got in your psych and dealt the pain..

- majestik originality

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