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letra de madness is the method - those guys

[verse 1: jova]
madness is the method, drastic and aggressive
a whole bunch of wreckage, shouldn’t have to second guess it
the method’s still eclectic, but a lot loss collected
outside perspective needs corrected

that’s not a mess it’s the madness
goosebumps, don’t go in the bas-m-nt style
the neighbors hate us now
noise complaints about the sound that’s coming out the crazy house

it’s wild, banging loud, we’re trying to raise child, we’re shook to our foundation now
you tell me turn it down, you wait a while
cause madness is the method, sounding like…
madness is the method, stop

[verse 2: j. al]
ayo, madness is the method
fumblerooski would be our set list
the prayer before the show would be our huddle, dont forget this
horrendous, the waterboy’s coach would probably fit this

notepad is full of plays, but on words, they want to get this
your d-line, nah, a scramble through your defenses
i holla- then i smake your -ss senseless
gridiron gang, but can’t get in this

hard body, rigor mortis, b-tch, but dont tempt this
that’s madness
real reckless, and madness is the method, it’s sound like…
right, right, it’s soudning like

(madness is the-)

i yawn half of yall think yall big sean, i laugh
cause most of yall n-ggas music is -ss -ss -ss
wiz past, i k!ll the game, black and yell black and yellow tape
i’m on my level, yeh

[verse 3: jova
madness is the method
me and the t-tans clash
i’m reclining in the den where they make the lions fat

i make my science mad
i’m applying the finding of dr jekyll and hydeing tracks
you trying that? that’s madness
real hectic, and madness is the method, it’s sounding like…

madness is the method, stop

(f-ckin’ freak out!)

[verse 4: j. al]
demand attention, the windows ain’t tinted
only talk about the grind, boy, that’s cause we in it
the blood, sweat, and tears that all come with it
but f-ck that, let’s get get get it
hope i am dealing, them c0ke raps ain’t appealing
i’m probably labeled a villain if i ever was to give it up
but it ain’t no ho in me, sold out shows in me
any credentials needed to blow up, that’s in me
check, you’sa diva, i’m nothing less than ether
your broad a reliever for the team, straight keeper
me i hit a single, but we way past first base
i slide back home, wiping off any dirt trace
feel me or feel nothing, poker face
pulled your card, all yall still bluffing
lightwork, new day, j still hustling
so perfect the possible, cause impossible is nothing

- those guys

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