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mat4yo – pass the remote lyrics

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hater #1 – yo, whaddya watching?
hater #2 – yo, is this that yo 4 mat guy
hater #3 – oh yeah i love him, gimmme the remote

i would change it too, believe me. i can vouch for me
but the remote’s on a whole other couch from me
not remotely a salary, not hourly
i’m scouring these narrow alleyways and we’re both power free

i can’t see
i swear i’m not cowardly
i think something bit me several times and tried devouring me
now i’m offspring of
falcon rabies amalgamated with alchemy
don’t walk away without me

i’m the leader, follow me or feel hated
i’m like a country concert the way i’m tailgated
you’re ill fated i’m ill rated, be afraid
i’m wiping micros off the globe, get bill gate’d

you make me bored like the tell tale’s grave is
black, white, chalk, doesn’t matter what the race is
i make faces petrified, it sucks
that i made you turn out to be such a’ bust’

i cut rappers off like the crust
make ‘em real jelly like they bunk with peanut b-tt, errr..
hold the -er, i will send you to the er
leave you to rot like brvr

hee-snaw
i will put you to sleep
rappers so monotonous they got me counting sheep
its obvious i’m not in this for monumental rock-ishness
i got respect in retrospect i guess its just a consequence

let me rearrange your face – boggle that
i see right through your flow – goggle that
make you wanna switch sides – toggle that
i did it all on my own and i promise that

i made my self sick, guess i’m a hypochondriac
check my cell, my mitochondria just might have conjured that
any dignity you have, i bet you laundered that
matter fact
i’m dynamite, where my girl lafawndah at?

i knead that dough – pumpernickel
but i don’t need that dough, – just a nickel
if i displeased or gave you the heebie jeebies
i’m sincerely sorry i will re-habituate your t.v. screen

but you already know
i’m clogging up your tivo

and as far as the eye can see
i provide your fios tv

all the senior citizens i’m living in your tapes and you
you guns are hung up wanting my subscriptions and my pay-per view

and all i got is this paper in view
if you a hater, i am the creator of you



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