Madlib
MDM
[Verse]
Mr New comin thru like 1,2,3,4
Youse are fumed just because a dumb few be raw
Come to the one you cling and run to plea for
You know that spittin bars is hella fun you need more
I force your descent into the law of defence
Get your paws off the rent, get your claws off again
I floor your assent, ignore your repent
Record more content, lock your doors then I went
The kind Major pro, it’s just my nature tho
Find a greater player in the game see ya later hoes
And that’s just the way it goes, design major flows
Send sign to wager those divine flavour codes
I get the ten out of ten when I blend the paper with the pen
It’s that scrawny kid once again coming in
On the hunt again for months on end
Giving 300% in his defence, yes it’s intense
The freshest to death, respecting the best, I know I’m mad rappin
Was killing tracks ever since I took a stab at
These bars heavy, come with force, have your guard ready
Was always one to rock 16’s like R. Kelly
Couldn’t stop shooting my shot, I play my position
Verses auto like AI decisions
Ugh
A few can witness the sickest switchin with quickness
Vicious with the writtens, ambitious give us riches
Young enigmas, I stick to it like thumbtack
I just express how i cut a king on the mic, this slum rap
F a pen case, keep pens in a gun rack
Back to back, the ones who hate this got the dunce caps
Needless to say I’m brain numbing cold
I'm double bold, I’ll be rhyming till I’m stubborn old
Ready to blow like some Dutches rolled
Modern King Midas, everything I touch is gold