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​mr. master - ​happens lyrics

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[prod. by mr. master]

[intro: mr. master]
lordsun flipped sumn’. fam did a fix+up
fashioned a scene out a stick hut. i was up
front. mashin’ og into crisscut
catch kief ‘til we can’t keep the lid shut
still ain’t no cig, no swig, and ain’t trip once
guess stayin’ the same made a difference

[chorus: mr. master]
oh sh+t. n0body move
hands up. bang. y’ain’t know what to do
can’t hang back for social approval
act like that and we’re globally doomed
woah sh+t. n0body safe
wait, who, what? y’ain’t know what to say
can’t sit back and let n0body do sh+t

[verse: mr. master]
tang done dotted up maps. let’s talk about that
i’s really on go out sn+tch
had the pivot since back since back since back
that’s facts, kind you can’t scrunch in a stat
hit the frontline and ask. i’s rampant
sprintin’ ‘round campus. known
really caught love from the ex to the oat
brought stem to the mic show. h+llo
top down, bottom up honed
that three+floor living room home
it’s prints on the city all over
hop in that modе, get dunks on digs on dingers on goals
i’s upways posted. sand on my solеs
next night, had a fight downtown get froze
beachside loaded. streetside broke
every stranger i linked
got a strange lil moment o’ way too woah
brain lose focus
i’m outside lookin’ inside lookin’ sideways at both
no let up. big bang. certified go+getter
uneducated guess. no measure
irl network. might as well center
why’s not ‘splained ‘thout time playin’ teller
can’t nth none better
citywide brandmark. landmark stepper
nerdcore’s on. ain’t off that never
just outgrew bars. took it real life, real life
happens
made good on the tactics i practiced
long way from those nights on the balcony
pure art got applied to reality. happenings
word spoke. poet made none
boogie down shook a lil shimmy, got shunned
translate motion to showin’ up, showin’ out. stunned
i’s weavin’ in and out o’ y’all flux like i’s b+ttered up
no risk for the bisc’, no fun
quick (vroom) on the 805, kickin’ up dust
lil (woosh) on a lone+style wallflower chump
had my rolodex stretch like the phonebook and then some
hoodie on seventeen months
like real life and art ain’t blend into one
mic gettin’ dropped. til i pick it back up
everything that i touch turns ultra. trust
[chorus: mr. master]
n0body move
hands up. bang. y’ain’t know what to do
can’t hang back for social approval
act like that and we’re globally doomed
woah sh+t. n0body safe
wait, who, what? y’ain’t know what to say
can’t sit back and let n0body do sh+t
ultra



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