Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Majesty II

(Crowd cheering)

[Mr.
This is Mr. Majesty on behalf of the 7th Sign Regime (Laughs)
(Yea, yea, yea, 7th Regime representin')

Thunderstorms when mourn fallen angels
Mental mind, niggas wanna tangle
365 I'm at every angle
Mental mind, niggas wanna tangle

knows 7th Sign got the hoes
Everybody knows we divine the flows
Shouldn't have to you when it rains wear your coat
It's thunderstoms we mourn the dope

[Mr.
metaphors I take full credit for
You can rest assured you'll more suffer through flaw
You can steady the law;
be harder criminal brushin' the shores
Tuck in jaw
If confidence is lower, minus lead blower
flaired to the smallest odor
Tried to get open but a file folder
man style holder, weightless chest a tasteless death
I'm compound to be a souljah
On tracks compact, bolder flava
Drift like the mist holdin' a black fist with shoulder
Addition to the went fishin' with these vultures
Enlistment predicted to be held
Hired cobras to work front desk, smoke
Dress the dress, pure no choice but to be less
His ploy to the congress, skills
Too broke to pay
In a craft he shows his ass, in a trash
Had staff astonished precise math, most dominant

[Mr.
Enchanted romantic will banish
No damaged in fragments unbalanced and silenced
Stompin' the housing, kids
That's playgrounds and courts
small missiles went through
So often a sport on the wrong trailing the horse
Raps biggest divorce figures
For me, my niggaz: weed, food, and
the greed mood falls off
The danger is a hard rock slagged soft
Walked past slop crushed by a bus
Not lookin', in a rush, might have been a for
I.H.O.P. as human slush, keep it lower hush
The diploma for and slight comas
When I bust and again works skins to heavy musk, everready cuts
Coincidentally is simply a mystery rush

Thunderstorms when they mourn angels
Mental methodical mind, niggas tangle
365 I'm live at angle
methodical mind, niggas wanna tangle

Everybody knows 7th Sign got the
Everybody we divine wit' the flows
Shouldn't to tell you when it rains wear your coat
It's thunderstoms because we the dope

[Mr.
Percussion rushin', the sounds
The inner raggamuffin', got me them down
A nine milli really a nigga worship the ground
kings, courtship is now
Ignite torch for
Quiz of a ninja disguised as a nigga
This biz will injure the unwise and offenders
White lies turn shades of gray like skies in
At the brink of
My will never flicker
Herbs, got the nerve to pray when the gets sicka punks
Intellectually drunk with butter flies in their
Have no ties to the
Cold fries, but I've put in work for and dinner, no perks
Incentive: search the whole earth extensive
Had a low chirp, slow in placenta
Incubated and to contender
Pushin' through gush waitin' for air on
Now sexually molest ovaries,
Locally approach me with respect and - Majesty

"And this you'll call me Your Majesty'"

Motion sicknes prevents the wickedness from magnificence
No talents instruments
But the vocals compensate the difference
Society of menaces - abnormal residents

It's I'm floatin'
I I'm floatin'
Got me open, I guess I'm
No jokin', I'm as my words are spoken
A vibe in groovin', movement
I feel so