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Magician's Code (feat. Mvrtyr)
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Maëldan Wilmet
Maëldan Wilmet
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Okay i'm back Take notes Im with a bad bitch, smash Baby give me throat I make this shit look simple I want it the most No competition, when im up These bitches turn to ghosts Okay im back with a vengeance Like my dish it's cold Lil boy don't ask me shit Won't say, magician's code And i ain't mixing nah Commissions closed Oh shit im fucked up boy you know I got a wicked soul No shit i own it Im in this for the long haul, give a shit about a trend I know i should be saving, everything i make, i spend Im taking just the bands, could give a shit about the fame And i don't ever wanna know what's going down inside my head Lately i been meditating i feel like a hunter You can ask around, there ain't a fuckboy on my roster She kept on calling, i don't know how she got this number Im a wonder boy, im feeling mighty like im Foster, hah These bitches under pressure They keep talking, i ain't sure they really get the situation No redemption, they stopped talking now i know they feel the tension Owe me anything, i won't forget, im just like Maven Shut the fuck up, bitch let me introduce myself Im the oppressor, i conquer your bitch like no one else The way she look at me, she gon make me lose my senses She looking fine, but i know she would push me to my death The way im rapping starting fires Feel like Martin on a cross And if they burn, i just don't mind I'll be the best at any cost I found myself a blade i liked Turn to a demon feel like Rhaast I know these bitches fucking washed Cos when they talk they sounding soft Choppa gonna spray on a motherfucker Make 'em eat the metal Fucker wanna pipe up Gas loud you in trouble Tell 'em all im fed up Stacked up Foot the pedal Yeah I scream loud bitch What the fuck Why yo mental Sorry girl aint sentimental Set on eating percs Ar spark it need to reassemble Brass up in the dirt Fuck you yall governmental Rat bitch on alert Bad bitch wanna fuck with me And she a demon the way she flirt I don't give a fuck bout your girl Or your bitch ass All I see is green like I actually passed a math class I don't fuck with your clique your music is Big trash I blow out her back film it she scream like outlast Still waiting for the ops to kill me uh I'm not done til I hit a 100 milli uh On the block Hit a milly rock Fucking block they with me uh Fucking bring it down Stop me if you fucking feel me uh Okay Used the think the cure for insecurity was buying shit I thought I'd elevate my mental state up in the flyest drip But as I'm getting older checked my brain like a psychiatrist And slowly learning how to operate in my environment Anxiety and Alcohol I swear this fuckin shit be hittin different Spit like semi automatic, I see tragic in my vision Neck cold, heart froze lil bitch I'm really chillen And if Arsx in the cut, that mean it's lethal the incision I don't wish for shit I manifest and suddenly I got it I make profit off my voice so you gon hear me when I talk shit Lost up in a cloud of ADHD mixed with toxins Catch me in a Jetta playing Zeppelin with a goth bitch God this a mothafuckin tragedy Yo majesty is here, and theres nobody coming after me I'm filled wit this aggression but you'll only see it passively For now I'm posted over in my feelings if they ask for me Im out Okay i'm back Take notes Im with a bad bitch, smash Baby give me throat I make this shit look simple I want it the most No competition, when im up These bitches turn to ghosts Okay im back with a vengeance Like my dish it's cold Lil boy don't ask me shit Won't say, magician's code And i ain't mixing nah Commissions closed Oh shit im fucked up boy you know I got a wicked soul No shit i own it
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