mat4yo - good looks- response (mc showcase cypher) lyrics
[verse: mat4yo]
the cypher i’ll put a crown on my head with
a challenge my friend, ashtin, found on the web in
2011, and he never got around to forgetting
to come down from the heavens and resurrect it
most days, rappers want to do a showcase
waddling to the mic, emotionless and stone-faced
being like: “‘aight, yo, i’m an mc
uh….watch me show a case”
i’ve got no patients like a quack with a doctorate
rapping quote phrases from their whackiest doc-ments
they call it showing off, disgracing microsoft
so i’mma go as hard as if you thought i might go soft
yo, ask the paperclip
i may have a baby’s fist
but when i spit it sick, you’d think i got a rabies lip
you know i’m only a teen, wearing some old navy jeans
but when i’m shooting for a dollar, you will pay per clip
i may be different from the typical caucasian poet
i radiate, and every single stargazer knows it
and, while you’re sitting, little as a crawl sp-ce’s zone is
where the ozone lives is small where my throne is
overthrowing political law-making boneheads
and if we can’t, then we can all blame who voted
if the answer is no one, we all know the culprit
so, vote for me for rap’s president, or stay at home, sick
and don’t forget a doctor’s note
i’m a super man, and i’ll shock the globe
with an “s” more famous than the coppertone’s
i’ll be spitting cobblestones when i rock the microphone
even though i’m not a tan, black, brown, or copper tone
i’ll go insane, ravaging your profane language
there are low chances you will leave with no brain damage
i’ll come knocking down your door, stomping on your floors
and, like an iron-on, you’ll have a decent home, made graphic
my only baggage is i’m no fame magnet
similar to jack the ripper, i’m a no-name savage
i’ll get tossed around like a romaine salad
but give me a dictionary and i’ll go explain the planet
and don’t get mad at me when i’m buzzing in your beeswax
or when my archery’s target is your kneecaps
can’t convey hatred bashing harder on your keypad
so try lacrosse again, ’cause y’all need to re-lax
i’ll break my face’s masqueraded barricade
talent’s not a factor when the actor’s acting factor’s fake
matte’s method’s mathematical, and i extrapolate
it’s counted out exact to make count dracula -j-c-l-t-
i am very nice, with an extra pair of eyes
and a receding hairline, i will make you paralyzed
it’s a science that they formulate to hook
so take a (take a)
double (double)
take at the good looks
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