| Name a rapper that could lift up the mic stand
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| Not say a word and get applause with no mic in his hand
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| But a knife in his pants I’m a vigilante
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| Used to be in Honda Civics with my niggas antsy
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| Hats backhandy with the system quaking
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| Philly fitted, black gloves like a first baseman
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| Every verse shake them now they nervous twitching
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| Didn’t know my simple words burned your nervous system
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| You a murder victim, I’m paying the hitman
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| I’m with Banish and they vanish when the flames hit them
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| I’m so sick man I can’t get prescriptions
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| They kick me out of hospitals cause I’m so addicted
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| The oxycontin of a cocky doctrine
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| Enlighten the crowd, a lyrical tsunami plotting
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| Army Of The Pharaoh frontline
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| I’m up front cause I’m so clutch when it’s crunchtime
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| Let the madness begin
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| If you ain’t the shit you better dip
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| You better take off before I break off
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| Let the madness begin, I’m tapping your chin
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| I’ll rip your face off like I’m Nicolas Cage
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| Wanna face off? |
| I just send you to the lord
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| Rapping with me is like kissing a bus
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| Man you get fucked up and all bashed up
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| Came a long way thinking what the strong say
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| Our way killer we feel it after a long day
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| Song stay stuck in your head like a fallacy
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| My team on the buck with a puff of the wild green
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| Style breed change but we out for the paper stacks
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| Take you back where we lay you flat
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| Slay a track easy, believe me we gonna mash it quick
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| Banish, Planet, Crypt turn your weak little plan into shit
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| Damage your bitch and it ain’t nothing personal
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| Flipped her in ten positions, show her that I’m versatile
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| Hurts to feel stupid, you fuckers getting the worst pain
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| First lane moving is losing I got a cursed brain
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| Insane God’s fury take the world along
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| Couldn’t answer questions, the bullets flew, you dead wrong
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| Head strong like my mind’s been hitting the juice
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| Get truth when I tell you that you’ll be visiting Proof
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| Yo it’s Outerspace and we back in the building
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| Lick shots in the air till it’s collapsing the ceiling
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| Faggots like you got the nerve to catch feelings
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| Cause our shit bang louder and we be top billing
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| We be top villains, my team we block killing
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| Praying on my downfall can’t see me rock millions
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| Plan is chilling, Crypt is chilling
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| Banish will pull the ratchet and smack you little children
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| your third eye blind
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| Going in front like you ain’t heard I rhyme
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| I’m violent by design, rhymes are x-rated
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| Clip’s extra long continue to just spray shit
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| Y’all real errors continue to say gay shit
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| I’m a savage, blood and guts over the pavement
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| Body anybody if it’s over a payment
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| These word arrangements leave me guilty at my arraignment |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Madness Begins , by - Snowgoons. Song from the album The Snowgoons Instrumentals, Vol. 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп