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king madi & type1ne - wild collaborations lyrics

[verse 1: type1ne]
wild collaborations, stout imaginations
writing these raps like it’s our infatuation
a k!ller imagination like a hostage situation
but when i’m within it’s like the underground waiting, patient
ready for me to take it
at this point, yo, it boarders on fascination
placing fragrance on top of my new sway sh+t
eyes looking like i just boarded a sp+ceship, sp+cious
like my imagination
to come up with half the sh+t that i’m saying
playing drunk on the field, like tom brady on a boat;
“i’m tasting multiple flavors”
my property, it sits there and it has ten acres
and lasers, and b+tches who got motherf+cking tasers
razors and sport agents with multiple players
motherf+cker, meet your f+cking makers
me and madi on a track, is like a great combination
like thug rose champion, i hit you with the foot in the face, it was miraculous
my favorite artist is your most watched actress
tackling, like super bowl, falcons
i ain’t singing this sh+t, i ain’t f+cking acting it
but i can still snap into motherf+cking accents
panting for air, the game, yo, it’s just grasping
will anybody save it, yo? madi, i’m asking!
the crazy thing is, i just wrote this sh+t practicing, napping
i didn’t even break a sweat
and life smacked me with the right, but i dropped it with the left
and then i put my foot on it’s motherf+cking neck
and i’m running this sh+t, but i’m getting out of breath
’cause the game i got the weight, on my motherf+cking chest
‘ cause i truly am the best, next g+nius and dest
on the track like shrek while fiona gives me neck
hold up, i just gotta read this text:
[king madi:]
“ayo t, who are we gonna lyrically murder next?”

[verse 2: king madi]
dagnabbit! ’bout to end you poets, that’s a “bad habit”
back at it, it’s king madi, kiss my ass dammit!
+panting+ ++ asthmatic
running this game, i’m at track practice
bouncing on the beat like jackrabbits
you rappers really need to stop, you’re bad at it
original flow, y’all can’t have it
spazzmatic, that’s magic
i’m a titan to this beat how i attack it
and if you think that i’m capping, “go ask alice”
call up michael and we get to jacking the royal palace
you should know what i mean when i say you’re average
even as a feat, i go harder than a callus
can’t f+ck with me and t, we the best, dj khaled
i’m so valid, i go at it, there’s no backing
had to take a peek at you, when i heard you want static
got no flow, words travel the beat, nomadic
ayo type, we the 1ne’s 2 repair this game
’cause everywhere i f+cking look, man they all sound the same
take note of how i k!ll this sh+t with ease
sh+t’s getting real dark like kylie in 2013
that’s right, i’m problematic, and i’ve just about had it
with you mumbling ass rappers up in my apparatus
master class with this sh+t, leave you chopped up like a cabbage
patch you up, and leave you in the lost+and+found as random baggage
i came up on the scene and changed the way they wrote their bars
before i made them push their pens, they wasn’t going hard
and even at your best, ha! let me know love!
i can rap until my motherf+cking heart stops!
and when i’m gone, see how the f+cking bar drops
eat rappers like a cafe, hard rock
sense a snake a mile away, arbok
most of y’all emcees minor ++ warlock
you see, genetically, we different, inevitably consistent
confetti because i’m gifted, spaghetti, don’t get it twisted
get ready to sit and listen to r. kelly because i’m p+ssing
on any emcee who dissing type1ne or the king
you done lost your d+mn mind, how could you ever think?
that in any shape, way, or form, you could compete?
like i was james brown, “try me”
leaders of the underground, signing out…. king!

- king madi type1ne lyrics

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