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Ministry.of.Truth

Mad.

Hip-Hop/Rap

Mad. was released on September 13, 2024 by MINISTRY RECORDS as a part of the album Possibly... the Right Way

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AlbumPossibly... the Right Way

Release DateSeptember 13, 2024

LabelMINISTRY RECORDS

LanguageEnglish

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Ministry of Truth

Ministry of Truth

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bob Maskoff

Songwriter

Lyrics

Let me talk steam, making you all scream

The seconds you all see me break 'em and toss schemes

And take 'em to boss league and make em to force dreams

And faking 'em all in to get baked and get lost in

I set the tape to start but yo, I ain't got tossed in

It's all Deltas fault I rap, now im lost and

With my head and my foreskin trapped, it's exhausting

Like snapday's crap but since, I'm gettin the boss win

"Now brother listen closely"

I am the boss, Gee

Messiah is lost, Gee, if I had to talk free

When I like to walk instead of going to parties

I seem like a dork, Gee, a dog, I bark, Gee

To the fog I smoke and all the herbs I toke, Gee

The frogs that jump and all that girls that joke, Gee

A saga woke when I explode and I won't be

The brother gettin' poked 'cause I ain't no trophy, no joke

Don't run ya mouth 'cause you might get shot

'Cause brothers mad on the corner of the block

'Cause they be doing mad things to get by, and mad things to get high

'Cause really living is a hell of a lie, and just remember, yo

Don't run ya mouth 'cause you might get shot

'Cause brothers mad on the corner of the block

'Cause they be doing mad things to get by, and mad things to get high

'Cause really living is a hell of a lie

Don't you even think to give it up, give it a try

Give it a try, these mad times passing all by

Willingly fly, feel a never-ever ending high

These mad times'll go on by, go on by

Don't you even think to give it up, give it a try

Give it a try, these mad times passing all by

Willingly fly, feel a never-ever ending high

These mad times'll go on by, go on by!

Three more barista, two hennys n‘ a twista

My self and I, after we finish up the blister

My mind larger than ya shiznits, I said it!

Buckle up your stature and straighten up your digits

Speed!... watch me manage off my rodeo

Scema on the radio, it’s sencillo in stereo

Fuck subliminal, it’s time to get political

Sceema boom-bap federal in general

I cross lands with my iller gimmicks

As long as rythmics keep the good statistics hit

The whole lit pit's bit, Limp Bizkit type shit

Mui loco - this tropical trip makes me listen to my

Plan b by the spot

As simple as it gets still sceemin' on tha block, take it personal

They ain't raised by the streets

They layin' in the bedsheets, hiding from the deal when it gets real

Don't run ya mouth 'cause you might get shot

'Cause brothers mad on the corner of the block

'Cause they be doing mad things to get by, and mad things to get high

'Cause really living is a hell of a lie, and just remember, yo:

Don't run ya mouth 'cause you might get shot

'Cause brothers mad on the corner of the block

'Cause they be doing mad things to get by, and mad things to get high

'Cause really living is a hell of a lie

Don't you even think to give it up, give it a try

Give it a try, these mad times passing all by

Willingly fly, feel a never-ever ending high

These mad times'll go on by, go on by

Don't you even think to give it up, give it a try

Give it a try, these mad times passing all by

Willingly fly, feel a never-ever ending high

These mad times'll go on by, go on by!

Written by: Bob Maskoff

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