The Life of a Mic strangler by MaGestic Lyrics
The life of chris dylan
Can’t you see I’m Mid-villain
A bit to deal with
I don’t got to bills to pay but I still want to make it
Ambition, equipped with it, I live for this shit…
I give all I can offer, and if something seems off, let me apolo-gize…
Bottom line, I like to think I’m apollo minded..
Many trials to perfect a skill, until I get that record deal
Desert build, you thought I was something lesser until you learned the lesson…
Just a mirage, to a miracle.. Got a garage full of marigolds because I can’t afford a Chevy..
Merry Christmas, Miss Merry… very specific with my choice of words… I realise it isn’t always Christmas but when Chris gets happy, he does good deeds like he’s religious…
Mind on the right things at all times like my left brain is hog-tied… raw-like
On the lyrics, I rap like salmonella, maGestic is gonna take you all by surprise like mozzarella, get that cheddar, autumn weather, in no sweater, you know what I mean, season change, so we have to rearrange, adapt to strange happenings, yes i’m back bitch, what the fuck is happenin’ automatic king on the microphone, this shit’s too quiet yo.. Turn the fuck up like X ain’t talkin bout instruments… talking about imprisonment, talkin’ bout up in here be imprisonment, back to decision shit, who wants to die first, spit a bar, let me rip you apart, let me get you a jar, full of feeling shitty, million bitty ants, that’s all the population is, nothing is popular until it creates a rift in space and time and changes minds of kids
Can’t you see I’m Mid-villain
A bit to deal with
I don’t got to bills to pay but I still want to make it
Ambition, equipped with it, I live for this shit…
I give all I can offer, and if something seems off, let me apolo-gize…
Bottom line, I like to think I’m apollo minded..
Many trials to perfect a skill, until I get that record deal
Desert build, you thought I was something lesser until you learned the lesson…
Just a mirage, to a miracle.. Got a garage full of marigolds because I can’t afford a Chevy..
Merry Christmas, Miss Merry… very specific with my choice of words… I realise it isn’t always Christmas but when Chris gets happy, he does good deeds like he’s religious…
Mind on the right things at all times like my left brain is hog-tied… raw-like
On the lyrics, I rap like salmonella, maGestic is gonna take you all by surprise like mozzarella, get that cheddar, autumn weather, in no sweater, you know what I mean, season change, so we have to rearrange, adapt to strange happenings, yes i’m back bitch, what the fuck is happenin’ automatic king on the microphone, this shit’s too quiet yo.. Turn the fuck up like X ain’t talkin bout instruments… talking about imprisonment, talkin’ bout up in here be imprisonment, back to decision shit, who wants to die first, spit a bar, let me rip you apart, let me get you a jar, full of feeling shitty, million bitty ants, that’s all the population is, nothing is popular until it creates a rift in space and time and changes minds of kids