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master k - maaastaak lyrics

reversing the mission
rewind like nas, then 50
taking it straight in
i’ve been patiently waiting
i ain’t never gonna blow, n-gga
i ain’t a f-ggot
i ain’t aiming at your gold, n-gga
i aim at the rapper
straight in and undfold
show you the proper pedestal i gotta stand on
6 foot tall, but still a man young
conversing with pistols, just a heated discussion
cool s-x with my cousins
like roulette with the russians
i’m clear in my mind
so i can paint on this blank canvas
i did say that i never think i ain’t rapping now rappers better back it
i embody the soul of every motherf-cker alive, better love me
befo’ you die
try to k!ll me and steal my vibe
got rich, n-gga, but tried
my heart probably got rims of platinum, surrounding it
my sound is impounding b-tches p-ssies and making them scream
now i aim at f-ggot rappers, i ain’t cooking up beef
just roasted chicken
with my indian n-ggas getting down, how sh-t’s looking up, chief
like his -ss i revealed
his mouth kept pouting at the skies, kept dreaming
souls in the body, trapped by illuminati, and still screaming
i never sold out
of my mind is the real world
hear what you hear in your p-ssy, girl
d-ck’s talking bout sh-t, they can’t relate to
keep p-ssing to know sh-t
less you f-cking yourself with stealth
and played a ratchet ya b-lls, to help the quiet ones still seeking advice
but hoes be tricks and b-tches i hate
i leave em my vice
i stay evasive
creative
i make the sh-t that makes em taste it
raw, dirty and real
not british supermarket meat
in the ball park with wheels

- master k lyrics

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