Master of Ceremonies

From the jects to a bungalow
I'm tryna get a mansion
My spirit not pretty
But my lil nigga handsome
Soul of a rebel
This a boogie down anthem
Master of ceremonies
And I'm freelancing
The jects to a bungalow
I'm tryna get a mansion
My spirit not pretty
But my lil nigga handsome
Soul of a rebel
This a boogie down anthem
Master of ceremonies
And I'm freelancing

Feeling like Samson
With only one difference
I, Wouldn't lose my strength
To none of these bitches
I, Got my mind focused on all of these riches
Cuz a nigga stay motivated and ambitious
Im, nice on the mic
This is pure black excellence
I write with my right
But I shoot ambidextrous
Product of my block
Yea the Bronx is my residence
I am who I am
You could find that in exodus
Could take niggas to church
But I never been a Methodist
This verse is light work
Like a scripture out of genesis
To tell you the truth
It's war that I preach
Rule number one
Never ever settle for defeat
Number two
Never bring a whore to the beach
Number three
Remember never shit where you eat
Never trust no one
Keep the grip where you sleep
That's four
And now you gotta wait for the rest
I be spitting that heat
From the east to the west
We all die fuck it
Dubai on my bucket
And you might have a dick
But you pussy cuz you tuck it
As for me Im thuggin
As a kid making ruckus
Even gave my first teacher the Xpac suck it
And a nigga getting rugged
No time for a cut
On the grind but I make a little time for a nut
Getting head from a thick ass dime in my truck
I kill niggas for fun but i rhyme for a buck

From the jects to a bungalow
I'm tryna get a mansion
My spirit not pretty
But my lil nigga handsome
Soul of a rebel
This a boogie down anthem
Master of ceremonies
And I'm freelancing
The jects to a bungalow
I'm tryna get a mansion
My spirit not pretty
But my lil nigga handsome
Soul of a rebel
This a boogie down anthem
Master of ceremonies
And I'm freelancing

You know how I do
Favorite iron is the gauge
If I ever go in then I'm dying of old age
I don't need red or blue
I'm a lion in the cage
If I'm going to hell let me see Zion for a day
This is why I meditate on the word and I pray
God forgive for killing
The sodomites and the gays
I could never be a rapo
Never be a rapee
A real hot nigga
Even had the devil shaky
I could never ever let a white nigga take me
Lil nigga hold weight
Might find me where the apes be
I'm a wilder-beast so I'm good in the wilderness
Kill with no motive
Just because a nigga villainous
Pour champagne at your death
Because I'm feeling it
Heroin, weed and coke
I be dealing it
If I catch a charge from the narcs im appealing it
I don't think about the repercussions when I'm stealing it
I'm nice with the jux
That's money off the books
Half way crooks
Scared to death scared to look
They shook
A king and I move with a rook
Cuz I gotta get that castle
I said it in the hook
And they wanna shine with me
But they ain't grind with me
Sit and break bread
Turn water to wine with me
Easy
Rebel



Credits
Writer(s): Akieme Murdock
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