"Major Malfunction" genre: Hip Hop
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	Strictly Hip-Hop
	Credits: Hijo Productions
	Story Behind the Song A thumbnail view into the makings of 3rd Son. Lyrics Song: Major Malfunction Artist: 3rd Son Verse 1 Introducing the lover, the fighter, the smoke all nighter/ Leave abook singed when I write Another page of hot shit, any given topic/ Cash rules cradle to grave gotta cop it/ Rob it, Job it, trap when its freezing/ Break day running the streets with known heathens/ Believing everday get better than the last/ Live fast pour another glass hit it twice and pass/ Burn rubber waste gas, turning heads in first class/ With last laughs, showing the truth like polygraphs/ Man with a mission, energize like cold fision/ Now listen, blood sweat tears, watch fruition/ Calm composition keep me cool in the kitchen heat/ Nothing sweet, lay it down hard as concrete/ So I keep my feet firm on the ground, deep in the under/ Hot til it spin though the fall Indian summer, I wonder..(Whats your Major Malfuntion) A yo. I can’t call it yo they must of changed the number/ Verse 2 It take a lot to love a sinner but a sinner need it more/ Sure, Im guilty of windows and smashed doors/ Hanging out in stairwells, pissing in corridors/ And I might of tossed bottles from roof to the first floor/ Just to watch the crowd scatter an roar, life a whore/ But I love her dearly, invade Son advance clearly/ With focus, no hocus pocus, I dopr Jokers/ And claim pokers, my cards stacked leave you broker/ (Whats your Major Malfunction) You lunching caught up in the fluff crave the limelight/ My rhyme fight leave you blueberried like Iron Mike/ You tin sodier, want to be a gat holder/ Walking with the steel trying to be for real/ That ain’t nothing (Whats your Major Malfunction) Combustion originality, Production thats bumping, like a Sumo you don’t know/ I pump flow like a generator, wack incinerator, never been a hater crush skaters..(Whats you Major Malfunction) Verse 3 A yo, I’m beauty with the beat, beast with the lyric/ Smooth like the crushed velvet you gotta feel it/ I transmit a mans wit, outwit the counterfeit/ Arithmatic lethal like the Arsenic, caution before talking shit, danger come sun, snow or moonlit/ Nights is like a duck hunt, streets get tactical/ Out with your daily routine and the practical/ Strictly factuals and actuals, keep you on your toes/ Like smelling salt I wake up your nose and get you open/ Slide through the hood like a skater on the coping/ Drop-in fifty fifty, hash and weed got my mind drifty, Eyes scanning for the shifty/ Whats my major Malfunction, well that’s trusting/ Cuz today kids bust like the the Last Man Standing/ Caught up in a world so chaotic, commanding/ Branding, supposed to be free, under handed/ Not even candid, add some flash and a camera/ Pimp you like Tamika and Tamara drain your stamina/ Til there’s no more, kick you out the back door/ Watch you fall from the glory, Make a True Hollywood Story that kills you surely..(Whats your Major Malfunction) END c 2002 3rd Son

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