Mano A Mano

Album cover art for "Mano A Mano" by Outlandish & Majid

Outlandish & Majid - Rap

Mano A Mano

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Duration: 3:58

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Lyrics

[Verse 1: Waqas] What makes you judge quick? And talk shit, when I haven't even spit, and you already on my dick What makes you prejudice? And chase us like predators Convincin' the medias and population to get rid of us What makes you playa-hate? And pack hate, just 'cause I got my name written on the plates of my Benz What makes you flip over my sister's scarf? And generalize, when the fact is you hide your true colors behind disguise What makes you analyze, every move I make? Step in the ring of debate, and discover who's fake What makes you think you're better than me? When we got the same college degrees And I got all the right keys [Sampled: Group Home - Baby Pa - Lil Dap] "No justice, no peace" "No justice, no peace" "No justice, no peace" "One hand washes the other in these lonely streets" [Chorus: Waqas & Bachiri] Mano, we all ready for combat A mano, with these lyrical format He who laugh, last, laugh, longest See, action speaks louder than words No mercy Mano, Outland's gonna attack A mano, the dead are ready for payback He who laugh, last, laugh, longest See, action speaks louder than words No mercy [Verse 2: Bachiri] Pass that bucket of water Like one of those joints Thirsty for life You ride, dirty desert, to the point Get the path right Thinkin' that I might follow your steps right Thinkin' you got flow Stealin' a dead man's show by getting the role right What a low life Didn't your mamma tell you not to fuck with the dead, right? Diggin' their graves up Fuckin' their gimmicks And spread lies - like a bitch right Makin' a mill on sellin' your soul to the shaitan With an American dream, cream, a la theme scheme Fool! But no not mine Not how Bachiri succeed in makin' the money they earned right Bottom up - that's right By never forgettin' the roots of mine Give it up, y'all! Don't really gotta chance with a Moro right Throw it up y'all! Or I minimize everything in your life [Sampled: Group Home - Baby Pa - Lil Dap] "Yo, we speak what we feel, and what we feel must be real" "Yo, we speak what we feel" "You know the deal" [Chorus: Waqas & Bachiri] Mano, we all ready for combat A mano, with these lyrical format He who laugh, last, laugh, longest See, action speaks louder than words No mercy Mano, Outland's gonna attack A mano, the dead are ready for payback He who laugh, last, laugh, longest See, action speaks louder than words No mercy [Chorus: Lenny] Mano a mano Tres hermanos Protagonista sin igual Disparando a todo mal Mano a mano Nos llevamos Proclamamos en papel Aprendiendo del ayer Mano a mano Tres hermanos Protagonista sin igual Disparando a todo mal Mano a mano Nos llevamos Mano a mano (Translated) Mano a Mano Three brothers Protagonist without equal Sniping all the illness Mano a Mano We conduct us Proclaiming us in paper Always learning from the past [Verse 3: Waqas] Hardcore circumstances We create brain damage and dances Going under like Atlantis And burn your logo to ashes While I flash this mic in they asses, like Onassis And makin' sure you can't harass this Lunatic lyricist Emergin' from the abyss Never seen me this pissed By now I've topped your hit list The four elements with my middle finger equals my fist (yeah) An intellectual fuck you (fuck you), you simply can't resist (yeah) It's ridiculous how we spit You can't predict our future Watch your mouth or I'ma shoot ya 'Cause we got tongues (yeah) Spittin' bullets like guns With appetite like dunns Our name shine like those far away suns [Verse 4: Majid] Yo, yo A metaphysicist Don't neglect my intellect The magnificent Has come to represent With rap lyrics so potent That if they stolen, and spit out by others For sure they'll be chokin' Doin' them off the dome Or with the paper and a pen So sick, that you will think I'm half-human half jinn Toxicatin' the air, more dangerous than plutonium Gettin' high of my shit, thinkin' that it's opium Dopin' 'em, while I sparkle in the darkness All you think about, is tryin' to be (uh) the largest (yeah) While I stand heartless Thinkin' about being the hardest In this art kid, that New York started I get elevated, while you gettin' departed On the spot Like acupuncture medicine Got lawyers practicin' my words sayin' that they're relevant Ya heard me? (Yeah) I said they're relevant

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Credits

Producers
  • Saqib
  • Jay-B Bisgaard
  • Isam B