n0va - matchstick lyrics
[hook]
no twitter, no fame, more liquor
more pain / more gains im no quitter
whole picture whole frame been off kilter
getting tired of all these hoes and golddiggers
[verse 1: n0va]
old dawg learning new tricks i never known
slit my wrists on a stage just to set the tone
k!lling copycats and coming out the better clone
mutant dna like wolverines metal bones
decipher all my old verses using rosetta stone
a ouiji board, summon spirits through the letters shown
tryna get my bars up – fame – getting better known
be the needle in my fans veins – straight methadone
i’m at my best when i’m left alone – don’t bothers mans
my bank account an ipod. got a lotta bands
only have one true homie lend a proper hand
i go crazy over my goals like a soccer fan
where you been? where you going? what you doing now?
qna all static and i tune it out
i talk sh-t, but nothing like what you spewing out
living a lie, critical eyes never rule it out
[hook]
no twitter, no fame, more liquor
more pain / more gains im no quitter
whole picture whole frame been off kilter
getting tired of all these hoes and golddiggers
[chorus]
i know i’m burning every bridge
burn em burn em down
with a matchstick to the ground
[verse 2]
been over sh-t since 2 alb-ms ago
patience running thin – distractions unfold
face to face with my death, shaking hands with my ghost
the older i get i’m way more handsome to hoes
i never get too involved, with you, this or that thing
i only give a chick a call if she got a phat thing
f-ck a crown, gold chains and a fat ring
i be the hendrix of rap, bars like a strat string
i don’t
i don’t
i can’t see eye to eye with you
i want
the world
try to conquer and divide it too
never, never get to be what im aspiring to
f-ck p-ssy, its my work that ima dive into
f-ck losing i been destined to win
if i envy one thing it’s a lesson in sin
been stressing, never having whip sessions agains
i break the backs of those who mess with my kin
only thing left to prove i’m the best with a pen
im like an actor forgetting where the method begin
its always like mirror mirror – who so fair in the skin
backstabbers, never try to be fair to they friends
[hook]
no twitter, no fame, more liquor
more pain / more gains im no quitter
whole picture whole frame been off kilter
getting tired of all these hoes and golddiggers
[chorus]
i know i’m burning every bridge
burn em burn em down
with a matchstick to the ground
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