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mr. mayhem - let’s eat! lyrics

(verse 1)
september 18th 2003
was just a baby grew outta my dreams
instead of day dreams move powerfully
to get on stages knew that’s in my genes
jest in improv do magic mc
whatever lifts off you b+st+rds will see
a veteran called to congratulate me
an actual rapper so fasten that in your seat
cause baby maybe changes start happening quick
(heard) playlists playing shady from back of the whip
(a) crazy raging mayhem born after that sh+t
rap made me a list ready start racking up clips
been to h+ll and back spit in the devil’s face
friеnds who sell out stab nick in the tail end bracе
sins grew h+lla fast sh+t, it’s a turtle race
pencils spill on wax b+tch let us celebrate
this is me and i’m working on it
honestly i’m done cursing on his
orders, see the person on this
sonnet seen is the first time of his
odyssey the toxic bullsh+t gotten to him
this garden tool i’m not done moving
sorry stupid i’m c+cked and shooting (yuck)
better find another brother, f+cked with judas
imma pull up with the millimeter pop this full clip
imma complex human a walking rubik’s
a musical g+nius call me shostakovich
(verse 2)
september 18th 2019 yuh
remembered this thing no sucka mc’s
i never made sh+t dude just liked writing
eleven minute made symphony at 16
yeah okay it was sh+t but that sh+t’s my baby
i never made sh+t but now look at me
a d+mn year later and a record waiting
forever praising the song that made me yuh
perfect my flow from head to toe professional i set a goal
start mixing those r records yo they tailored nice like evermore
i’ve been this dope y’all pitiful my repertoire’s exceptional
september born on the west coast the 702 oo
what a spectacle who knew that a legend grown to do
what the kids look up to dude and get better than you oo
dad in hospitals too soon mother got set up screwed true
brother pitiful feud blew up to death threats and oo oo (layer oo oo)
finna vrin vrin on the b+tches that think nick can be chewed through
on that vintage sh+t that 666 the devil’s in you dude

(verse 3)
september 18th 2020
remember making that album release
and then the date creeped up out of the trees
would never release if i ain’t proud of it g (g)
final product i had brought up that wasn’t me
i t++ter tottered i recorded back to the beats (beats)
i’ll be honest i fell off it for like 6 weeks
i got back on it gotten godly scr+pping the weak (weak)
cut the fat from the meat laughing as i’m grabbing a seat
john doe got cold f+cking savage let’s eat!

- mr mayhem lyrics

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