Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Majesty II

(Crowd cheering)

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

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

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

[Mr.
Manipulatin' metaphors I full credit for
You can rest you'll never more suffer through flaw
You can steady toughen the
they'll be harder criminal the shores
Tuck in jaw
If your is lower, minus lead blower
flaired to the smallest odor
Tried to get but just a file folder
Next man style holder, weightless chest a tasteless
I'm compound to be a sound
On tracks compact, bolder abstract
Drift like the mist holdin' a black fist right shoulder
to the culture went fishin' with these vultures
Enlistment predicted to be held
Hired wired to work front desk, smoke
the dress, pure moist no choice but to be less
His ploy to the congress, skills
Too to pay homage
In a craft he his ass, in a trash conglomerate
Had your staff astonished precise math, most

[Mr.
Enchanted mechanics will banish
No talents damaged in fragments unbalanced and
the housing, crowdin' kids
That's playgrounds and courts
Where small went through
So often a sport on the wrong trailing the horse
Raps biggest divorce needs
For me, my niggaz: weed, food, and
When the mood falls off
The danger remainder is a rock slagged soft
Walked past slop crushed by a bus
Not lookin', in a rush, might been a mascot for
I.H.O.P. as slush, keep it lower than hush
The diploma for lust and comas
When I bust and then again skins to heavy musk, everready cuts
is simply a mystery melody rush

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

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

[Mr.
Percussion rushin', the sounds
The inner raggamuffin', got me bustin' them
A milli really make a nigga worship the ground
Preparering kings, is now
Ignite for sundown
of a ninja disguised as a stupid nigga
This biz will injure the and traumatize offenders
White turn shades of gray like skies in November
At the brink of
My eyes never flicker
Herbs, got the nerve to pray the city gets sicka punks
Intellectually drunk with flies in their liver
Have no to the beginning
Cold fries, but put in work for dessert and dinner, no perks
Incentive: soul the whole earth extensive
Had a low chirp, birth in placenta
Incubated and to contender
through gush waitin' for air on mush
Now sexually ovaries, finessed
Locally approach me with and royalty - Majesty

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

sicknes prevents the wickedness from overseas magnificence
No talents instruments
But the vocals compensate the difference
Society full of menaces - abnormal

like I'm floatin'
I think I'm
Got me open, I guess I'm
No jokin', I'm movin' as my are spoken
A in groovin', lightening movement
I feel so