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matreah – plagues lyrics

yeah
yuh
[verse 1]
trap with the boom bap
back and i doom rap
think you can stack, b-tch? you wack to -ssume that
soon as my shoes hit the track, yo, i zoom laps
half the time i’m viewed as a line in the room, facts
’cause i move fast. b-tch, i’m a blur
come to the show with the flow you ain’t heard
goin’ berzerk, b-tch, i flow so absurd
i’m bold and i’m daring, you’re cheesy, you curds
embarr-ssing, i keep on tearin’ my words through your larynx
my verbs break the barracks, for sure
see the disease and i carry the cure
asking him, “how did you master the adjectives?”
rap multifaceted, stab you, disturbed
95 laxatives, sh-t on these rapper kids
drive by at 90 and fly through a curve
5 guys get splattered, and i hit it faster
why would it matter?
i am the reason that libel was treason. i’m cloaked like an actor
b-tch, i just throw sh-t. i’m vitriolic. i spew my sh-t, and they ghost like they casper
ask for forgiveness like i am the pastor
i do not give it- a merciless b-st-rd
curse at adversity, come try and murder me, i’ll f-ck you up with a thirty-inch dagger
i rock a grim stance, i’ll f-cking implant misses and b-tches with thin chips- a tracker
bruising, just batter the chicks ’til they tattered, i’m serving an -ss-whooping fresh off the platter
so step into line, take a number, be seated, you’re star in my show, there is no retreating
each head like a target that spitb-lls will stick to, i take a bat, crowd gasps, and i hit through
corrosive flow rappin’, i’m known to spit acid. weigh ‘gainst me, i’m phat, and my ph is at like a 3
i eat nasty sh-t: rabbits and flaccid d-cks. scratch that last addition. that’s too imaginative
i’m coming back with it, thrashing and basing sh-t. i’ll take an ax to detach heads that ask for it
stacked against maguses, sappin’ their magic, did you want to battle? then b-tch, you can have that sh-t

[verse 2]
hit you with the f-cking glock 9, see you rap now-
turn you to a chalk outline in the background
now, the world is mine, so recycle your rhymes
i’m pick of the litter, don’t try me, you’ll be wasting your time
i’ll body anybody, bigger than the fittest body builder
i dig cemeteries to bury b-tches who thought they iller
spit at pigs, catch a hint, coppas thinking that they caught the k!ller
popped every coppas wheel in the lot cause you can’t stop the realest
i am too practical. i will not lie, b-tch, your dreams are irrational
i will not die, and i come with the fastest flow, p-ssion to bash in yo’ heads
i keep blasting so dastardly. feeble comedians, laughable
ya’ll make an actual joke of the game. i cannot grasp it so
rather, i’ll steal all your valuables, stand by and wield an ax. yo, this your path? it’s unp-ssable
k!lling the syllables, rocking a million flows, can’t k!ll the villain, so real and original
how do you fly if your goals being pigeonholed?
ya’ll don’t have half the ambition your pictures show
i’m mr. split-your-skull. go ‘head, kid, spit your flow
you make the kitchen cold. i make a meal
go ‘head and grip your gold, i’ll steal a deal and then pinch every penny to save up for drills
serve all my whims like well, b-tch, of course you do
restrain your limbs, i’mma wield a tool, torture you
i’mma k!ll everyone. lighter, i’m torching you
you have more weight then i grow impatient
settin’ the timer, you’ll eat the grenade pin
watching the time tick, i am not waiting
i do not make friends- try to be pals with me
lightning like raiden, i’ll end you, fatality
i cast death
i’m made to terrorize, i’mma make the mic a weapon until my last breath
skip my fate, disintegrate, re-materialize, force a fear in their eyes, better blast my deck
half my head always f-cking bothers me, ’bout to ask the doctor for a corpus callosotomy
know my momma’s proud of me. look at where it’s gotten me
i’m down to take the throne, even if i just gotta rob the seat

[outro]
uh, throw me a beat on
i’ll build a platform the fakes can’t compete on
i’ll be the villain the world can’t defeat
taking control when i flow on a beat
grabbin’ em, stabbin’ em, hide in my lab
’til it’s safe to come back then i rinse and repeat
i’ll be a god with the world at my feet
taking control, b-tch, throw me a beat
uh, uh, throw me a beat on
i’ll build a platform the fakes can’t compete on
i’ll be the villain the world can’t defeat
taking control when i flow on a beat
grabbin’ em, stabbin’ em, hide in my lab
’til it’s safe to come back then i rinse and repeat
i’ll be a god with the world at my feet
taking control, b-tch, throw me a beat

- matreah lyrics

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