i’m matic! - stillmatic (tug) lyrics
[verse one]
who came out with two songs that messed with people’s minds
send cerebral guys, several next to me and spy
vent in these whole lines, you’re percents of me, quit lyin’
censored me and cry, fry these entities who*
might be texting me a lie, i’d be reckoning your minds
that you sending me a pending reach of letters we disguised
then they said to me some reddish things they better be alive
you dead to me cause anyone who bosses me is why!
considered a loose cannon, who used rapping excused rappers
faster than anybody who flew backwards*
f*ck dudes who be choosing handles as stew, at it
i’m cool at it, you can call me cute*matic (yeah that’s true!!)
you people certain with all the sh*t you rappers burdening
motherf*ck i burned it in, but i don’t plan on work again
from this free throw people know that i will murder this
what’s an ego? i don’t really think i’ve ever heard of it
[hook]
i got the sh*t, i got my friends, i got tabs on every rapper
i’m your brother when you need, some new things to set you free
you know me, i’m your friend, when you need them anything
(i’m still matic!…) i’m matic!!
[verse two]
first off, i’ll address the allegations
no i’m not a rapist, but yes i am a racist! (right there!)
i’m just making sure i’m never ever getting famous
and everyone associated always being nameless
know one day——somebody’s gonna flow and say i’m gay as f*ck
but ain’t it cause you rappers mad because i’m never gay enough!
ever save enough to make your days and break a buck?!
i never did cause i extort my fans because i’m brave enough!
imma cut my homies off the second i be making some
and i’ll be naked cause i spent my bucks on all the fakest stuff
i’ll buy a place but they keep saying how this just ain’t enough
it’s crazy how these people won’t love the greatest tug
befriend disabled kids for the fans going mad
heck, i’ll even go in for the match of my cast
bring him crack in a bag, back in the flash!
he takes it and he dies from just half of the bag
[hook]
i got the sh*t, i got my friends, i got tabs on every rapper
i’m your brother when you need, some new things to set you free
you know me, i’m your friend, when you need them anything
(i’m still matic!…) i’m matic!!
[verse three]
don’t ever doubt the signs, cause imma pound the mics
i use the sound, i found it when i used to clown the whites
your record label signed with that b*tch landyn write’s
i take his stupid album and i switch it out with mines
pay this homage eight score, basic rocks don’t claim more
gaining take this knowledge, making songs for fake stores
play more, i’m a blazing comet, ain’t sore
weigh your songs and break it and i’ll lay it on the table
didn’t double s say that you rappers don’t impress us?
i don’t wanna associate with the pest f*cks
chaos crew done f*cked they chance, but i don’t give a d*mn cause*
i don’t act up over someone who lacks trust
writey i never bought it, fake ass homie facade and*
who’s rocking with problematic motherf*ckers, forgotten
mocking my f*cking songs and you rocking up with those problems
you wanted two thousand three motherf*cker, well here, you got it!
[hook]
i got the sh*t, i got my friends, i got tabs on every rapper
i’m your brother when you need, some new things to set you free
you know me, i’m your friend, when you need them anything
(i’m still matic!…) i’m matic!!
[outro]
oh! ohh i’m matic!
ay*ay! i told you i was matic!
i told you
you didn’t listen to me! oooohhhh
f*ck you!
and that’s my name
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