It's the boom boom bap with that old skool rap
Expect to wreck a set from the sec' the tune claps
Whoo that - Ma'at - it's some bang for your buck
With the shit to make ya nod n bang it out your truck

Check it I represent the real you can't forget it
Just get me a few seconds and the beat willl get molested
Bitches gettin nakid and this hip hop shit I rep it
Kick it when I clap and expect the unexpected

These generic plastic ass rappers are synthetic
Skinny jeans and auto tune ain't classic it's pathetic
Never be able to git with the manifestation I perfected
You might be buying the record but you won't be able to get it (nope)

Now you motherfuckaz know you rockin' with the best
My breath is crack and meth I got you hooked on what i said
This beat is fuckin dope and you junkies gettin smacked
You cram to comprehend my vocals fitting on the track

So get up, kick the fuck back and watch me set it
The illest spitter with lyrics that got you callin for a medic
Sho' nuff, (word) comin' to rip the microphone up
Ready to flip the script and beat yo ass into a coma

The evidence and facts make it evident you're whack
Faggots aint gettin no credits your name aint makin it on the track
the wickedest one of the click ask yo chick she wanted my dick
See me stickin it in between the very lips you're givin a kiss

Do you get it, in and out your fuckin system
Fuckin up the instrumental while I'm making you people listen
You a flamboyant faggot while i'm gettin it on with chicks
You be taking it up the ass so much you shit in the form of dicks

Stressin certain syllables in this lyric so when u hear it
I spit it n fit it in ways a rhythmic beat is being mimicked
My brain's a gun, vocabulary bullets when i cock it
And when i rapid fire I'm a messiah or a prophet

Jimmy and Peffa got my back and cooked upon the spot
A beat so phat it makes yo fuckin blood clot
And yo neck disconnect turn yo ass to paraplegic
Deprived of all your senses you will still be able to feel it

Stick to the facts I'm sick with the raps
You willing to bet? I'm bringin it back
We hit you with the tec if you think to disrespect
Plus you wearin panties only faggots listen to trap
Yep we killin em cats with them illiterate raps

Yo pussy posse's whack and so weak as a matter-of-fact
This banger is so brutal that yo spine snap back
I already told you that I'm bringing it back you recollect?
This ain't radio material or watered down money rap

But uncensored unadultarated explicit Rated-X
With an independent album fitted with the greatest tracks
G-Dev also known as MC Ma'at
Record company execs get shot on the spot

'Tactically Subvert' 'The Conversation' with 'Pharmasickness'
'Turn off The Telescreen' to all you 'Fake Ass Bitches'
Bringin 'The Ring of Filth'y 'Brotherhood's a 'Puppet Master Massacre'
In 'The Castle Operation' We'll be 'Boom Bap Banging' the

'Industry' that's tryna prevent a 'Violent Rebelution'
Now you Lost in 'Foreign Fallacies' from the 'Dystopium' you're using
The 'Anthem For The Smokers' is created by 'The Brokest'
Wettin panty's with the 'Hidden Track' added as a bonus

The loc'est dopest never no hocus pocus shit pop
Signing off MC Ma'at Next 'His Story of... '