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MACON HAMILTON lyrics : "Mass Appeal Freestyle"

Aww %#@!
Macon is mad dangerous
Good kid just a mad angel on angel dust

$#&@ yo (*##$es. $#&@ ya richest and ya manager
Is what they talking, but they aint ready for this artist
I go the hardest. De de des straight !@$!ed

Dont wanna bargin. Gimmie the loot like notorius
(*##$es be playin with this cat
No fr they see Mac with the cat

Real $$# ^!$$% I aint gotta say it on tracks
$#&@ jewerly homie we aint even on that
This that 1993 MTVraps

no !@!@&& no crack rock Im boutta black
^!$$%s ACT makem S-A-T they $$# down
Haters motivate and make me wanna go clap rounds

Bang Bang like like I'm P-O-P Now
Take it back like bootleg CDs now
Gimmie a minute I'll go manhandle this #~!!@

Steal his life away man vandel this #~!!@
$#&@ it, Ima leave em up to my mans
Who extorts so Ima go pan handle

this #~!!@
I wont stop LsHigh to the motherland
Im in a $#&@ing land where we dont stand a $#&@ing chance

All hope for humanity is lost
goverment correptued, us americans pissed off
Illuminati like yo quit with the steez talk

Your third eye rocks now whats your thoughts on rick ross?

so-what the $#&@ can I do then?

Flex like bruce lee no kung fu then
Rude $$# nuisance. Dropping that new %#@!
Dont like? $#&@ you and $#&@ you too then

Cologne Polo
Bass on Sumo
Jane in my system

Got my Brain on Pluto

You not a rapper you a raptor In a tidal

wave
Im wack? Freeze me (*##$ isolate
I smoke reefer, go Ham and throw the pork away

Billy paul told me let the dolla circulate
ATL and Macon all day
Get a title then they try with this bull%#@! and hate

Remember freestyling in the lakeside hallways
Yellin Geechi life shawty til Im buried in a grave
Still say the same %#@! til this very damn day

kept it true and still do now look where lat
My Medulla oblingiata get me gwualla all day
So when I spit %#@! my mind is in a whole 'nother place

Heaven4 we been cool but been on our feet
Flow cold like a muther$#&@ing hockey rink
(*##$es Wish they could Bone, Thats crazy

I get bizzy in the flesh no Harmony
This not a game ahk
I love rap and I hate cops

And fake ^!$$%s who flip
Flop
My clique hot quit it

This a religion
This that get up, get out stop sittin
$#&@ critics, leave the bull%#@! to pigeons

Cause I'll be on that $$# like kriss kross pants zippers
I school all of these boo boo artist
Feeling like 93 Micheal Jordan

Cold hearted
$#&@ her in the morning
Get some Ihop

Then leave her $$# like an orphan



A game gain fame yall to boring
Cant Lead a horse to the well rapping horse %#@!
Kharma ghiaa new lamb an a coupe

Rap trap flip bricks make it chicken noodle soup
45 and the chopper in back what it do
That is not your life this real %#@! is overdue
Talk it then I live it
And I live lyrically

Ex Drug fiend Had them double cups symmetry
Money talk and the bull%#@! missin me
Let me repeat myself if You aint getting me



Its don donda Macon Ham, Flawless Victory

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