lirik lagu mastamiind - definition
[verse 1; b.the great]
my mind is avant garde, guard with war swords
blades off lawn mowers, caustic, pluck bars
like strings from guitars, fire in my lungs
breath in and out, like charizard if he smoked backwoods narcissistic flow so vile it goes backwards
fracture, and make you and your grandfather b-st-rds
the way i cook instrumentals to take, i go sk!llet
take a sk!ll and unclench my unreal spilling of artillery
fiasco making little rascals trapped in a capsule
bashful with a knife at ya adam’s apple
i’m har-ssing ones who claim they aim daggers and blasters
at heads, i praise my p-ssion like at a tabernacle
never average, t-tan within the clashing
fasten your seatbelts, and let the heat melt
at ya dome piece, dove peak, thrashing with the beast
cold bars like an alaskan, b.the great puts the -ss in -ss-ssin
my gat is my contraption, contraction forget comp-ssion
inaction, and bout to blow up like an allergic reaction
with rapping, you last to cl-ss, you late to the blasting
late to the action, act like you new fashioned
in the back, acting extra, next with less of my upper inner blessing, i’m entering in inter sections and into sections
perfecting and perplexing my complection with a lectures
feet first guy, off the floor and wall bandit
float on the track, you can call me outstanding upstand
stand up and speak nonsense, can’t stand it
john dillinger with me making new enemies panic
ate through beats like rust, i’m higher than mars
running sh-t like a new soccer coach
and she blow my whistle, i’m corny dogg
i’m known to hit the jackpots with law of bars
better catch up with the picture like a accident snapshot
must of lost your senses, and brain regions
boy i’m p-ssing peons off, and sending off eons
so that they be on, the l-e-double s- on
locked bars, i just make with my applause
clap at ya missile, little n-gga
because i’m raw, b-tch n-gga
[verse 2; b.the great]
yo, i never did this for the fortune and fame
yet i’m an arsonist so i still stand in flames
let me rephrase, you a sucker, she a sucker, for sucking the d-ck, sicker than wipe ya -ss with ya hand and sh-t
so if you even think to go playing, i’m a pop ya basketball
sn-tch money from ya pocket and beat ya to a pulp
with the strings off overalls, make you see colors
like you were stuck at a carnival
[me and my n-ggas p-ss f-ggots off]
i’ll knock you off ya t–ter totter
smash ya head with a beer bottle, and kick ya little brother
off the monkey bars, pick apart and pick the little pippy
f-cking chicken then k!ll em, splatter blood on the ceiling
shake em and kick em, i’m sick
i know but i’m ripping and flipping and p-ssing on lawns
cause b-tch i’m a the villain
i would love to keep spitting this wicked sh-t
but we bullsh-tting, we able to k!ll beats and reinvent em
“m.f” the villains, you’ll catch bullets in seconds, gone
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