Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Majesty II

(Crowd cheering)

[Mr.
is Mr. Majesty representin' on behalf of the 7th Sign Regime (Laughs)
(Yea, yea, yea, 7th Sign representin')

Thunderstorms when they fallen angels
methodical mind, niggas wanna tangle
365 I'm live at angle
Mental methodical mind, niggas wanna

knows 7th Sign got the hoes
Everybody we divine wit' the flows
Shouldn't have to tell you when it rains wear coat
thunderstoms because we mourn the dope

[Mr.
Manipulatin' metaphors I take full for
You can rest assured you'll never more through flaw
You can toughen the law;
they'll be harder criminal brushin' the
Tuck in jaw
If your confidence is lower, minus lead
sinus flaired to the smallest
Tried to get open but a file folder
man style holder, weightless chest a tasteless death
I'm compound to be a sound
On tracks compact, abstract flava
Drift like the mist holdin' a black fist with right
Addition to the culture fishin' with these vultures
Enlistment predicted to be held
Hired wired cobras to work desk, smoke
Dress the dress, pure no choice but to be less
His to decoy the congress, skills
Too to pay homage
In a craft he his ass, in a trash conglomerate
Had staff astonished precise math, most dominant

[Mr.
Enchanted romantic mechanics will
No talents damaged in fragments unbalanced and
Stompin' the housing, kids
That's playgrounds and courts
small missiles went through
So often a sport on the wrong course trailing the
Raps divorce needs figures
For me, my niggaz: weed, food, and
When the greed falls off
The danger remainder is a hard rock slagged
Walked slop almost crushed by a bus
Not lookin', in a rush, might have a mascot for
I.H.O.P. as human slush, keep it lower than
The diploma for lust and slight
When I bust and then again skins to heavy musk, everready cuts
Coincidentally is simply a mystery melody

Thunderstorms when mourn fallen angels
Mental methodical mind, wanna tangle
365 I'm live at angle
Mental methodical mind, niggas tangle

Everybody knows 7th got the hoes
Everybody knows we divine wit' the
Shouldn't have to tell you when it rains wear coat
It's thunderstoms because we mourn the

[Mr.
Percussion rushin', the sounds
The raggamuffin', got me bustin' them down
A nine milli really a nigga worship the ground
Preparering kings, is now
Ignite torch for
of a ninja disguised as a stupid nigga
This biz will the unwise and traumatize offenders
White lies turn shades of like skies in November
At the of dismay
My eyes will never
Herbs, got the nerve to pray when the city gets punks
Intellectually with butter flies in their liver
Have no to the beginning
Cold fries, but I've put in for dessert and dinner, no perks
Incentive: soul search the whole extensive
Had a low chirp, slow in placenta
Incubated and escalated to
Pushin' through gush waitin' for air on
Now molest ovaries, finessed
Locally me with respect and royalty - Majesty

"And after this you'll call me Majesty'"

Motion sicknes the wickedness from overseas magnificence
No talents with
But the vocals compensate the difference
Society full of menaces - residents

like I'm floatin'
I I'm floatin'
Got me open, I I'm floatin'
No jokin', I'm as my words are spoken
A vibe in groovin', lightening
I so exclusive