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the highest - verbal mcmahon lyrics

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[hook]
if i was to say to you
boy we couldn’t get much higher…

[verse 1]
ayo, so goes the legend your boy is reppin the best name
more tricks than x games, rap hex; t-rex reign
shout to lex payne, sn-tch you if you flex chains
flight to buff i’m on the next plane, never stress dames
any problems with the fam get addressed at the table
over rice & beans, slice your queen
if you think i’m bad, d-mn, my team twice as mean
not much to me, never greedy but my vice is green
spark the earth, let nature take it’s course
my nature one with the force, make you take a loss
inhalation then the cough, we patient in the 4th
rap amazin, backed with asians, my fragrance take they panties off
touch the rock, absorb power like a monstarr
kick a sp-ce jam, tunes are simply looney
squad of goonies smokin 8 grams, staircase fam
grippin fate inside my palms, ponder & wonder what’s in fate’s hands

[hook]

i talk a lot about bud…

[verse 2]
you could catch me walkin down the ramp with a tramp for a manager, belt round my shoulder
it’s the heavyweight champ, crowd amped, everybody in my camp got the stamp, rep the lower
yo you a step below us, respect the v
you lookin for the answer, what you expect to see?
open sesame, plant a seed in your destiny
i shot the sheriff & the deputy, what?
get up, stand up, check up, man up; i’m in my zone
verb spit wordsmith, jr; cursive
script nice & neat, rip science beats
and just as the lion eats, that’s how my rhymin peaks
verbal turn violent, turn your 1’s & 2’s up
mics get bruised up, yikes you screwed up
i spit spikes, you chewed up, in the fistfights you fools duck
and my wrist tight, i’m glued up to my sick write, got goosebumps, oh!

[hook]

[verse 3]
pound my chest like tyson
heisen-berg on the verge of the splurge, verb no hyphen
in terms of the words & the herbs, more cyphin than ya
cut sleeves, display the stripes on the arm
bring harm to your speaker set
adjust receivers, made believers
general grievous can’t deceive us
we possess the hottest features, leaders of the future school
now they eager to be keepers, i just keep em wet & speak in hex

spit curses
voodoo verbal, spit the verbal voodoo
all you other rappers’ style is sh-tty doodoo
we the highest, you aspire to be this
lower east side stand the f-ck up
new york city, worldwide
let this ride out like this…sh-t is mean, sh-t is hard
madscientist
i said it, “i rip science beats”, that’s that
right? that makes sense right?
we the highest…b-tch

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