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first class - m.c.d. (atl) lyrics

[verse 1: m.c.d.]
i’m the pilot of this plane so you b*tches better listen up
we liftin off out of atlanta gonna stiffen up
like a mean teacher keep talkin’ you gettin’ written up
plus me on the mic is goated with the addition of
my boy cusa we shootin’ at every human
we’re proven to cause pollution, delusion but never ruin
determined to make it through and be true to our word when were rulin’ a track
you know how we f*ckin do it
i just wanna be rich heard ramirez comin’ from behind mе
k!ller on the track can’t see you so i f*ckin’ do it blindly
blood is so slimy but my f*ckin patiencе is tiny
i got premonition sense a hijack it’s their mission
f*ck the world got this finger in an up position
i’m a rapper not a f*ckin singer don’t get it twisted
cookin’ up its lookin’ fire call my room a kitchen
connect the dots i’m droppin’ this sh*t i ain’t never dippin’ so*

[hook: cusax]
y’all just sit and pray, i’ll still get away
like you even gotta ask
even if i miss the plane, still i’m gonna hear my name
think i’m ever gonna last
still ain’t soon enough, all competition crushed
‘case you still ain’t gotta grasp
lean back straighten up ’till this f*ckin plane erupts
b*tch you flyin’ first class
[verse 2: cusax]
attention passengers this is your captain speaking
i’ll mention half of the events that’s actually happening reeking
havoc in all the rapping, its alex badly attacking
the wackest of all of who’s asking, is blasting and b*st*rd smacking
pull down your oxygen masks, i don’t need one
look at my pocket my pen, ’tis the season
look at that man on the wing, cjc son
let that punchline sink in, like a seesaw
i’m no weezy when it comes to the bars
but yet i lose my voice whenever i f*ckin’ record
top of the mornin’
(?)
let’s get this sh*t with my regiments, here are sediment
relevant, we are k!llin it
(?)
an instant way to tell if when you spit at a minimal sk!llset

[verse 3: m.c.d.]
but i’m comin’ hard never lackin’
when i’m on the beat i’m like silva’s leg b*tch i’m snappin’
sleepin’ on me so much you could say your crashin’
doin’ circles ’round you on a track i stay lappin’
but i do it just to out do myself
but it’s to build my wealth, change the way that i felt
up so high in my mind they got me up on a shelf
collabin’ with em’s the dream i wanna know the man himself so*
[hook: cusax]
y’all just sit and play, i’ll still get away
like you even gotta ask
even if i miss the plane, still i’m gonna hear my name
think i’m ever gonna last
still ain’t soon enough, all competition crushed
‘case you still ain’t gotta grasp
lean back straighten up ’till this f*ckin plane erupts
b*tch you flyin’ first class

[outro: m.c.d.]
ladies and gentlemen this is your captain mal speaking coming to you live from the c*ckpit
thank you guys so much for flying with mcd airlines today
the #1 airline in the world
we have about 5 more tracks until we will begin our landing in atlanta, ga
thank you guys so much, let me hand it back over to my co*pilot

[hook: cusax]
y’all just sit and play, i’ll still get away
like you even gotta ask
even if i miss the plane, still i’m gonna hear my name
think i’m ever gonna last
still ain’t soon enough, all competition crushed
‘case you still ain’t gotta grasp
lean back straighten up ’till this f*ckin plane erupts
b*tch you flyin’ first class

- m c d atl lyrics

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