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pat battle - rapper, clear the path lyrics

punk -ss rapper, clear the path, here comes patrick
got you bouncin’ like a p-rnographic actress on a mattress
crashing on your planet with a gram, so when i’ve landed
lend a hand and be enchanted by my tantrum when i chant it

junk -ss rapper, clear the path, here comes patrick
got you bouncin’ like a p-rnographic actress on a mattress
crashing on your planet with a gram, so when i’ve landed
lend a hand and be enchanted by my tantrum when i chant it

i mend a plan and hatch it, don’t take this anthem for granted

liver than saliva, i supply that dire ire
and defy the tired choir, we require not a sire
inspire, don’t admire, you are mightier and wiser
so hold that lighter higher and set fire to desire, so –

dumb -ss rapper, clear the path, here comes patrick
got you bouncin’ like a p-rnographic actress on a mattress
crashing on your planet with a gram, so when i’ve landed
lend a hand and be enchanted by my tantrum when i chant it

funky fresh – monkey sweat
jesus h, we came from apes
didn’t know the rules had changed
thought about it, lost the game

punk f-ckin’ rapper, clear the path, here comes patrick
got you bouncin’ like a p-rnographic actress on a mattress

this synopsis says it’s all of of your synapses that i’m snappin’
serially, crunch a captain, music makes it happen
so to speak i’m packin’ heat, tap your hands and clap your feet
rhythm when they match and meet
my mission’s to attack the beat

young -ss rapper, clear the path, here comes patrick
you think i’m going hard, i swear to god i’m just relaxing
though hungry for this game, you know the name, it isn’t katniss
the odds ain’t in my favor, ain’t no neighbors in this rap sh-t
only capers and the wackest little tactics, not attractive
my rap’s a call to action, no matter what happens b-st-rd
when chattel has been rattled it’s time to m-ssacre masters
mother nature states it, now don’t be afraid to ask her, i’m –

takin’ the achin’ up outta my head and hiding it under the bed
cuddle a keg, and humble the dead, swallow these wonderful meds

comatose, you know i’m dope
my sh-t is ill, that’s all she wrote
am i ever rested? nope, i lie awake at night and hope
i never choke on all the smoke exhausted from this holocaust
jumping off this haunted globe while tossin’ y’all a molotov
this song is raw subconscious, can’t be branded by a sponsor
if you feel it, give it honor, treat your p-ssion like your mama
fight for that – die for that – i do so on the mic with rap
these actors fill a pipe with crack
and think they got the hype and stats
slacking on these tracks with no finesse, i’m not impressed
your lexicon’s a con lex, an “s” is on my chest

zef enough, no f’in up
battle pat – best of luck
let go of fear, i’m grippin’ death
sleep it off, cause life is debt
and sh-t i’m broke so f-ck the world
they hunt the brown and stunt the girls
man’s a wolf and don’t we know
this human farm is e-i-o
execution, inquisition, oppression and weapons
fill out your w-2’s and wait for wwiii
go smash your f-cking gl-sses if it troubles you to see
all these modern insurrections of our methods of expression

rough!

- pat battle lyrics

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