Rapsody - Ma** Hysteria lyrics

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Rapsody - Ma** Hysteria lyrics

[Verse 1] Deduct riches who better with pitches? The flow screw em up, f**, wetter than dishes Mama say "if you marry, make sure he got figures" Daddy say "be respectful, don't ever say n***a" My n***a Well, there I go again breaking my promise What is upon us? Lie on my sheets and I ponder Reciting my mantra, I should put mics in a condom I'm coming for honor, strength of a green anaconda On your conscious, brain storming best get you some ponchos 9th Wonder accomplice back, look what we accomplished Wit little to nothing, more than they thought we would conquer We winning and did it all wit no bit of dishonor Purple hearts, for all the wounded I wounded, Obama Healthcare for they welfare call it lyrical trauma ICU, its critical they sicker than vomit Pitiful if they ever think that we'd break it like Omish Traditions, told n***as like Minstrel shows I'd blacken the face that ever took shots at my race Like mase in a mason jar it'd be hell if I break Tears, for all they fears they hearts would all ache Like the many females that drank Chapel wit ol' Drake And don't see a next date, guess my flow similar fate To these rappers I look over em like at awakes Peek in look at em still sleeping, word to big Jay Hey [Bridge/Outro] I weigh my options like back at the mosh pit Pushing me with the quickness, I'll send em to hospice everyday [Hook] It's Rapsody in your area About to cause ma** hysteria Coming through your area, causing ma** hysteria Flow been a weapon like Erykah mama gun I'm bout to bury ya and pose out the window of the chariot Live from the capital under like mail carriers The Letters I read um the I's and the T's Lines I spotted then crossed ain't no fear in my genes No boxing Kareem, win everything I throw up, cha-ching Bank that blank check, see through goals get you rings From publications, label Caucasians and agents The business side f** it, the other half is amazing We all tryna make it Phylicia raising a raisin In the sun like brother Big Pun I'm not a player Unless we lay-up in the Caymans drinking something pinkish Shots of Ciroc cuz of how we rock, wanna thank us Thinkers sharp as shank they sink inside of the bankers Embezzle style they can't profile me like I'm Blanket Michael Jr. - can't be seen or neither touched Money over loyalty always will leave you f**ed Her name Karma and she got drama be actin up Call it broadway when recording how I conduct hysteria [Hook] + [Outro]