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styles of beyond - magic doors lyrics

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(mike)
alright

verse 1 (mike)

they say welcome back mike
it’s a pleasure to have you
you da hot sh-t
it’s like metal to magnets
come round the back to the staff
door access
light up a cuban
spot a pig matress
autograph action
sneak through the door
s.-.b. and me turnin ya peace into war
(peace into war)
so turn the f-ckin beat up some more
and step back pr-nto
reload the combo
mike, ryu, and tak
it’s like some mo wade and marly mal
symphony rock
you could turn off the beat
and couldn’t get me to stop
i could give a fat f-ck
if you with me or not
i do not give a d-mn
got tracks on the billboard
but here i am
with my man green lantern
raisin h-ll a-gain
and so way past go
never sold my soul

chorus
(never sold my soul)

(ryu)

verse 2 (ryu)

you see what i’ve become
(come)
top gun
mac 1
knock tongue
baby i’m the best
i aint got another option
(tion)
grotesek yet?
so fresh
yes!
never lost
not once
(never)
you see what i’ve become
the last 6 months
my lyrics went from
“oh sh-t”
to “oh f-ck”
this dude is a problem
don’t front
the last of the west coast rappers
that don’t suck
(suck! )
this isn’t even fun no more
i done killed so many people
that my gun gets bored
why fight now?
i already won this war
everything you think is hot
man i done before
from the bloc sh-t
to the rap sh-t
to the rock sh-t
even did some pop sh-t
fatten up my pocket
profit!
f-ckin with me?
see nuthin is free
it’s r-y-u from the s.-.b.
suck it!

verse 3 (tak)

can’t get a grip
plan sorta slips
stand in front of the fan
with his hands full of sh-t
covered the face before
the camp was a clique
d-mn
they call em a h-ll of a man with a lisp
can’t escape the dark
or erase the thought
his heart beats
quicker than a racing horse
so he blocks his own reflection
and ducks from sunlight
then both worlds collide
and result in a gunfight
cuts in his chest still
russian rouliette wheel
mistakes might of
spattered in the guts into left field
ooh!
take a deep breath for the recess
thangs on the brains
to remain as a defect
yea
a new born with a new curse
fits like a shoe h-rn in a blue hurst
then the lights for the lampshade glow
pull out the pen
and let the whole d-mn thing blow

chorus



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