Story Behind The Song

Emceeing/Freedom Fighting-Brainwashing tactics

Song Description

M.C Lyrical Rampage

Lyrics

I'm the Master of Ceremonies the Microphone Controller
Magical Creations Making Money Composing
Many Compile boxes and boxes of lyrics, never finding time to rhyme and let others hear it
More to Come, Cuz My Cause Might Cause a riot
A Millennium of Cultures More Crazed than I am
Maliciously Crippled; Malcontent Coincides
Miraculously Changing My Criminal Mind
I'm a Mastermind Man; you Can't Comprehend
Metaphysically Conceived; Metaphorically sent
Making a Conscious effort to Manifest Change
When I manifest my destiny and life's rearranged
Making Contact; My Contract is to be forever an M.C and be wherever God's at
Mob Cats want to try to stop rap, top that, so I pull my glock 45 cock back
But back to the message; I'm a mother fucking M.C hence these sessions
Microphone testing Misconceptions
Mic Check 1 2 Gonna bring it to you
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I'm a Master Crafter; you're nothing more than a disaster, a laughter, I'll be here after
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Think narrow minded there are no secrets
Like the slaves in Egypt
I kill 'em and speak shit
And now that I seek it I decoded the cryptic
It's re-scripted twice as wicked
When control works well it's mistaken as freedom
Teach me how to kill people; mental depletion
Distract me master, I forget who I am
As long as I'm comfy I don't care what the plan is
Walk blind man, you's a blinded man
Reap destruction to find plans hidden in sand
Blood on my hands; genocidal demands
Elite tactics; keep 'em in check with money and debt
Crack your neck as a sign of respect
No questions, just listen to the sound of my clip
Listen to the screams and the sound as my rounds hit
Shattered dreams on the ground
One time for your mind bitch
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I'm a Master Crafter; you're nothing more than a disaster, a laughter, I'll be here after
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