The Royal Blew Majestics

Album cover art for "The Royal Blew Majestics" by SkyBlew

SkyBlew - Rap

The Royal Blew Majestics

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Duration: 2:58

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[Verse 1] Aiyo yo Scottie, we back at it like a bad habit I ain't really curse, shoot, dagnabit Matter fact I'm blessed but no stress Confess and profess the truth on both tests I'm talking life and hip-hop He the valedictorian, my drive's the future DeLorean Ahead of my time, a fine rhyme historian Keys I possess, rarely seen like accordions One time for the winter so cold Not a simp, son, even spring field what I compose Flows hotter than summer days in fall clothes Well sеasoned food for thought for lost souls, falafels, waffles Coming down with bright minds Who lеt the light shine, right? This waveform's a mood yellow Blew is a cool fellow with smooth mellow flows yet punchlines hard as Canelo My heart isn't Jell-O, I'm dead cool The power's within you (hold up) let me continue Flashbacks looking for souls rousing these venues Seen in dope concerts, wishing it could have been you rocking the stage instead of locked in a cage Self doubt will have you boxed in a maze, but I'm not gonna fade (nah) I push forward with the left stick We the Royal Blew Majestics, ha [Chorus] Royal Blew Majestics, the rest—eh Cooking food for thought, prepping the next dish It's so soulful, Scottie, yo, you blessed this It feels like some Royal Blew Majestic Royal Blew Majestics, the rest—eh Cooking food for thought, prepping the next dish It's so soulful, Scottie, yo, you blessed this It sounds like The Royal Blew Majestics [Verse 2] I ain't new to this, I just need you to focus Been snapping in the light and I'm writing with glow sticks No hocus hocus, which means your locus bogus Better work on your spells, Akila coast this Sound it out, stretch a word like a slang term Life's a tourney, raise the bar 'fore you change firms Making your brain burn, this ain't a plain perm Your current thoughts not as wavy Got a style that you can't learn Nothing given, it was earned I ain't waiting for my turn, see me skating through the ferns ATs laced, put the clouds in my rearview Looking with a clear view They pretend not to hear you You know you heard it, society perverted World's full of darkness, with the light I'ma purge this Don't be getting nervous, demons start swerving Royal Blew Majestics, thank you for your service [Chorus] Royal Blew Majestics, the rest—eh Cooking food for thought, prepping the next dish It's so soulful, Scottie, yo, you blessed this It feels like some Royal Blew Majestic Royal Blew Majestics, the rest—eh Cooking food for thought, prepping the next dish It's so soulful, Scottie, yo, you blessed this It sounds like The Royal Blew Majestics

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  • Mario Farrow