Modus

Mamamamamamamama modus, ma modus, ma modus, focus, No time for no jokers Leeches going no locusts No amount of rights wrong this, Blank pages some grown shit, Fat beasts with that chrome glint No backpacking just dope shit I'm in overdrive yall know the score, Don't he scratching no overchore Stay humbling, I'm rumeking(?) (I) Got a family cuz I'm over yours Flagga bong with no tag of lungs My clan belongs up in great heights We're at the front here tryna go clear Of a straight run and no fake height My opus, opus, fuck with racking my progress, Fuck with their back up project Love racks so much I must protect it No sweat remember so fresh Getting pro-cheques I must profess, But most of those men sound like some old deal Prolatch we must protest it, Protest though I hate now uh, What the man gotta say now huh?, What the substance grows the mops flops what many more man gonna break down huh Its a shake down, line em up and imma straight clown Great scholar my face crawling And damn boy know im damn down Ma Modus Ma Modus Ma Modus Ma Modus Ma Modus Mamamamamamamama Modus, ma Modus, ma Modus, Focus No time for no jokers, No time for no posers, More time im on overdrive Hold the mine im all over yours Ghost ridden no poltergeist Overdrama your overchored Mama roads at them trenches, Turn them unholy, 2 chains and then 3 chains or even more chains cant hold me, No axel no foley Their rapping under them phonies Yea go back to my birthplace And scold those who try and scold me, Didn't choose rap rap chose me Always back in these cold streets Hold back against no traction Prozac and then show me The path to enlightenment Justified by the motif No hand in it all stackin it Always handin em proceeds We break it down (Break it down) Breaking down those barriers Embrace those (Embrace those) Embrace those who tryna carry us As God is my witness Imma take down these frenemies Our soul street united So fuck what you tryna sellin me Brra!