[Verse 1: Psycho Les] Ayo it’s major when my pen touches the paper I’m the fall guy lee majors You minor, we major I’m stunning I got these fans fainting in the front row I keep the blunt rolled, the true stories untold But keep in mind, I’m the greatest of all time The flows on beat, and my verse is on time From Killa Queens I got that potent shit that killing fiends I never snitch, even in handcuffs I won’t spill the beans Player this is real shit, I move the crowd with real spit This is my turf, you’re just here visiting on a field trip I’m a pimp allergic to shrimp so I don’t need it I might eat the coochie out before I beat it The mission to get a million dollar commission without selling out And keeping the tradition I don’t like to fuss, you don’t want to fight with us But if you wanna take it there you’re gonna bite the dust [Verse 2: Esoteric] Throw in the towel this is a murder most foul When the verses go blaow Heavy lies the cowl, of the king; the ruler; Overlord; the jeweler But this ain’t a rope chain its cooler Yo this lands my Dominion Ya man is a minion, listen This ain’t for your girl to see this between the world and me My style is, coast the page with the malice I’m an ink slinger you a drink bringer get my chalice I stand and fight, my stance is panther-like Cold world, the grave seem the same shade of anthracite Look and see bars are candy coated maybe sugar free My acapella a novella I should be on Book TV I go to war but I radiate peace I got faith in your release like an atheist priest You can’t baby a beast The laboratory’s dark, the sword is sharp Longer than a 40 part story arc [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Your’s truly ruley Step through em, do em fools Quick, opening credits still in the movie My persona you can feel in the next room Deeper than most, this was ghost-written by Neptune Step on the scene make them lean on promethazine My glow bright I flow tighter than Vanessa jeans Ear surgery when they heard mines And I’m stuck to the city like Wayward Pines So I spit that real ‘cause it get that real Overtime on the grind just to get that meal Fam holla when you cuttin' some bread ‘Cause other than the money I ain’t heard nothing you said I zone like an NBA team in the 2-3 Laid up at your bae crib steaming a QP Say go when I take control No they can’t escape my bars like a con who ain’t make parole
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