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lirik lagu metatron one – constructus corporation

[intro]
so uhh, who’s your target market here?
hmm, b-tches

[verse 1 – watkin tudor jones]
hard hitting
when i step to the mic and start spitting
freaking motherf-ckers like some suckers getting freaked
by the preacher man doing god’s bidding
cry to the angels
the stars explode tonight

[hook]
metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done

[verse 2 – watkin tudor jones]
we on some intricate, intimate, innocent, infinite, inner-sh-t
if we start something we finish it
our ability is unlimited
isn’t it
oh yes
i can process no less than a thousand thoughts
every one-tenth of a second
you still sitting on a see-saw
our alien tech makes your g4 seem slow like eeyore
you teach your computer to rap
i got light raining on my brain
check these heads glued to the track all the night waiting for the train
my water-soluble, molly-coddled molecules submerge themselves
deep inside a sea of post-imaginative psyche
where matter doesn’t matter then i materialize and come crashing into your sphere
with a nice, juicy tongue-lashing for your ear

[hook]
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done

[verse 3 – watkin tudor jones]
we enjoy an electronic, symbiotic existence between here and avalon
while you babble on about babylon always trying to get the battle on
our little green lanterns illuminate a very, very vast sea
we see patterns mentally mutilated people can’t see
the lyrical spell-caster
strapped with a fully stacked mystical, biblical h-ll-blaster
you mystified by the cyto while my ectoplasm is a much darker texture
as i reflect the effects of this evil architecture
stunting our expansion, so i’m making sure that you feel this
like a man-made phantom, psychosomatic illness
only difference is this sh-t is as terminal as bad timing
keep refining your vertical alignment till you reach my island

[hook]
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done

[verse 4 – watkin tudor jones]
there’s no such thing as out of bounds
the death-walkers moving in and out of realms, electro-magnetic shields up
we always on-line, even when we catching shut-eye
unfazed by restrictions inflicted by days gone by
i sit still as cast iron, watching my star-shine, exhaling for the last time
deciphering ethereal material from imperial archives
permanently upgrading my temporary hard-drive
the agents of the dark-side can’t hide
plus their voodoo can’t find anyway to penetrate these calm minds
like some self-imposed metaphysical apartheid
at the end of the day this beautifully maintained body’s not mine
that’s why i step to the mic and rock like i just dropped by

[hook]
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done

[outro]
meta-metatron one i-i-i-i’ve been known to get the job done
meta-metatron one

- constructus corporation

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