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Manaz Ill - Jordan Maxwell lyrics

Artist: Manaz Ill

album: Jordan Maxwell


Yeaw yeaw
I'm back from a nine year hiatus, heh hi haters!
Get slapped in the face with Satan's dick
If you ain't putting this here on your favourite playlist
The name still holds weight, synonymous with the greatest
Matrix out a motherfucker so basic
From his fitted cap straight down to his ASICS
Roll him for his shoes grab his hat, and get the facelift
Pull up the screen of the GTAs wasted
This relationship with the pad and the pen
Has got me feeling like I'm Don Draper
From the mad men, heh
Call the shots, sign on the dots and be the boss
Baller shots, connect the dots manipulate the costs
Armani suit looking fresh with the guess watch
Fire in the booth the flow of Satan got it red hot
Lies or the truth, can you handle it? I guess not
Outshining rappers on their tracks with every guest spot
You're so so-so with the braggadocio flow
Let's skip the promo and then see how you go
Now you know you can't handle the best
You can't hold a burning candle to the Manaz or Ev. Yep!
You're so so-so with the braggadocio flow
Let's skip the promo and then see how you go
Now you know you can't handle the best
You can't hold a burning candle to the Manaz or Ev. Yep!
It's the scum of the earth, drunk off the bourbon
Mumbling words stumbling slurring something absurd
I've been a cunt and a jerk since a young in at birth
Poor taste - most these biters can't stomach my verse
I'm punishing nerds now they're wondering why
There's a bunch of these guys and some are alright but
None are as tight as the punches I write
So I keep sonning em like their mum was my wife... yeeerrrrck
I ain't gotta write to body the track
I just come off the head at the drop of the hat
I said I come... off the head... at the drop of a hat
I said it twice cos if I didn't then you wouldn't have got what I spat
Unorthodox, some sort of boss
So check the front door is locked and run for the cops
I brang war because you cunts talk a lot
And if you're unsure of what you're saying
Chumps ought to stop now
You're so so-so with the braggadocio flow
Let's skip the promo and then see how you go
Now you know you can't handle the best
You can't hold a burning candle to the Manaz or Ev. Yep!
You're so so-so with the braggadocio flow
Let's skip the promo and then see how you go
Now you know you can't handle the best
You can't hold a burning candle to the Manaz or Ev. Yep!
You can find me in the back of a stolen van cold lampin and
Hiding from the cops from growing crops in the Grampians
I'm flying under the radar low key
High as eff and ballied up so watch yourself when you approach me
Listen up closely you thinking about roasting me?
My criminal band of brothers no Jodeci
Will have ya floating overseas cos you know me
I got goons and gorillas in zoos I call my broskis
Ay, How you rappers OGs when you owe Gs
Rats saying you be in the trap - you've got no cheese
We stand tall while you suckers down on both knees
We got the city on lock staying low key
I got the swagger of a vagabond on beats
You run your mouth like a marathon how rappers gonna keep talking tough
When they're catalogue of tracks and songs is weak
It's time you practice what you preach like a catholic on her knees AY

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