The Madness Begins

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

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Duration
03:21
Key
5
Tempo
95 BPM

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