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Yeah Yo Welcome to the MadCity The city where man’s living You’re listening and Mad spitting It’s time to introduce my ass to the world And middle finger to one, who didn’t like what he heard And think bigger, when every time you using any word Or Imma make a sculpture of you out of a dirt Never tryna mess with me or with my team I’m sending to you best sublim, now get it quick Bitch, never test me, go out of your crib Imma meet you downstairs, show you how to quit Dickhead, big fair for you that I’m dissin’ you I will never listen you, also never listened too In this topic I’m the only one who has a decent view I’m just making music, you searching for ass and kissin’, dude Alright, listen, lesson two, you recently missing point You don’t have a talent, boy, someone really misinformed you Or someone really made a joke, easy boy Guess you are takin’ everything seriously Yes, you are Drop mic now, I’m gettin’, gettin’ Mad, I love to make you, make you Cry, cry loud, I’m really, really Pissed, hittin’, hittin’ fist, get it, get it Drop mic now, I’m gettin’, gettin’ Mad, I love to make you, make you Cry, cry loud, I’m really, really Pissed, hittin’, hittin’ fist Worse news, verse two gon’ be personal Now I’m using arsenal, let’s make it professional Imma start it in a few seconds, but first of all I gotta inform you, it gon’ be confessional Imagine long time ago, we didn’t meet Who would show you studio, verses and even beat Then you met rappers, now you think that you getting lit You son of a bitch, you’re not respected even bit Feel you’re the shit, when you wearing trendy clothes everyday Vans, Thrasher, anything, they all trash anyways Fake Gucci, fake Rollie, bitch, fake Louis V We don’t give a damn about brands, we know loyalty Your idols are mumble rappers, my idol dissin’ them I built up your career, Imma make it messy then In Mercedes I’m excellently hitting you in accident In the game I’m president, you can’t be even resident (Sad sentiment) Drop mic now, I’m gettin’, gettin’ Mad, I love to make you, make you Cry, cry loud, I’m really, really Pissed, hittin’, hittin’ fist, get it, get it Drop mic now, I’m gettin’, gettin’ Mad, I love to make you, make you Cry, cry loud, I’m really, really Pissed, hittin’, hittin’ fist I’m dissin’ and you mournin’ like a bitch I’m hittin’ and you mournin’ like a bitch I’m dissin’ and you mournin’ like a bitch I’m hittin’ and you mournin’ like a bitch