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matty b - beer with dazza lyrics

[intro: matty b]
cool
syllabolix recording
it’s mic check

[verse 1: matty b]
it’s matty b and the drunken cricket
dazza made the beat, so you know we’re on a good weekend
ready to stick it to whole rap contingent
and police they government, their rules all so stringent
when it comes to me making dazza’s all night binging
it’s another recording so you know that i’m windging
singeing politicians and the junkies that keep binging
syllabolix drop the sh+t that makes you start singing
’cause dazza’s got the beats that leaves ya ears ringing
and popping
bellies start to move as matty b starts dropping
the rhymes that no mc can be topping
what’s that topping? are you talking ’bout cottees?
nah, i’m talking about the flavor that moves the cute hotties
shining so bright i’m like a new pair of spotties
more stage presence than a couple of purebred rotties
what’s that? yeah, like a rottweiler
nah, i’m a fresh rhymer in a new pair of fila
when i’m in the pub, i’m always out for a sheila
in a game of footy, i’ll kick the goal, that’s the sealer
what’s that? ya wanna rest?
well i’ve got something you’ll try hard, you’re welcome to test
pass the mic over to the man who leaves the ladies undressed
[verse 2: dazastah]
aw sh+t, matty b, these b+st+rds look unhappy
destroyin’ their hopes of coming close to our notes like this melody
my tw+ngs are similar to our rhymes
pressure makes it come out, and they’re hard to find
back to foundations like overalls and shore hats
breaking the floor mats and we burn more tracks
writers in [?] like f1178
then together we stand as great f+cking mates
inseparable, his prophets strong, f+cking glue joins the screws
and your mates, we’ll be hard to lose
’cause i’m all done like four hundred tons of magnet
even though we’re all high hitters, like still, others can’t handle it
envious of the power we have as a collective
it’s ridiculous to think that we could be contested
and with my mates i can share sam booker
she does us all orgy+style, like a cowgirly hooker

[chorus: matty b]
we’re the syllabolix crew, yeah
blowin’ away the other states
well, i’d love to have a beer with dazza
’cause dazza’s one of me mates
yeah, we’re the syllabolix crew
taking mcs to h+ll’s gates
yeah, i’d love to have a beer with dazza
’cause dazza’s one of me mates
it goes something like:
[verse 3: matty b]
got music for girls and music for boys
but the one thing i don’t have music for is toys
i’m happy as f+ck, and i love to make noise
love to drink beer, it’s what syllabolix enjoys
leaning to a banging syllabolix beat
ingredients to make a cypher complete
it’s the ingredients to make a cypher unique
listen to the old hard park floorboards creak
destined to last forever, not flavor of the week
not flavor of the month, not flavor of the year
i’ve made music for generations to endear
i love, as i swarm with no fear
on the mic like a vulture
made music to uplift the whole culture (culture)

[outro: matty b]
yeah, the syllabolix crew
taking out all the other states (states)
well, i’d love to have a beer with dazza (dazza)
’cause dazza’s one of me mates
we’re the syllabolix crew
taking mcs to h+ll’s gates (woo)
love to have a beer with the whole syllabolix
’cause those boys are me mates
yeah (yeah, woo!)
that’s it (boo+ya)

- matty b lyrics

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