Lucky Lucifer against the most incredible mak man
I'd like to come out swinging but he deserves a back hand
Another persona? Another mask to hide behind
the evidently most pathetic existence you call your life
When you, inevtably, lose once again
wether it's to lucifer or someone of another name
please refrain from creating countless excuses
Is it that you wern't trying or are you just simply useless?
Though now I stop to think its clever in its utter
simplicity, it's literally the weirdest thing I've ever seen
Your like batman, no powers, nothing without his butler
Your Mak Man, no flow, nothing without the team
of dickriders, beating you off just the way you like it*
and vote for your whenever you happen to drop a rhyme
and the ghostwriter who makes what I can only call as 's**t'
for lack of a better word, but at least these words are mine
Heart in your mouth? I'll remove your vocal chords
use them to play the tune to which I'll win this war
Run away, flee. I won't think badly of you, I'm just
Wondering how you manage to work your legs when your clearly spineless
You follow Nas, follow Mos, now you wanna follow lucifer**
My dickriders are talented I'm afraid I have no use for ya
Though you have the support, a group of followers fearing ya
It makes no sense when I'm clearly so superior
And though you act like the shepherd, leading the lost, man you oughta
Square up to me like a man and face up to the slaughter
*I don;t have the quote but somewhere D.O.C said Tell me how you like it refering to mixing a beat or something and then Mak started talking about how he liked a girl giving him a handjob. This would have looked so much better if I had found the quote.
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Makairo The God
Damn...Allah no more.
Call me Satan!