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copwork (blockwork diss) - matt10 lyrics

[intro: matt10]
glah*glah
war’s too nasty
glah*glah

[verse 1: matt10]
one with the stick, i keep a pole (glah)
one to his head, then one to his throat
shootin’ at hoodies, i don’t need scope
1, 2, 3, 4, that boy is a ghost (glah*glah*glah)
like what? like how?
he wanted beef then i burnt his cow (mid)
smokin’ on people, that sh*t is foul
you speak on the past, i’m talkin’ bout now
you smokin’ on people you don’t even know? (how?)
you say that you rich, but i know that you broke (glah*glah)
scam for a feature, this sh*t is a joke
if i see your b*tch, that d*ck she gon’ choke (lil’ b*tch)
i heard what you said, that sh*t was not funny (nuh*h)
aim for his legs, he hop like a bunny (glah)
spoke on my name, he in the tomb like a mummy
think that he fly but his nose lookin’ runny (glah*glah)
now i’ma keep talkin, lets speak on the back
you hit my dm, talkin’ this chat
i thought you wеre cool, you turnt to a rat (rat)
flip through the 6, i got through it back
d&d, that sh*t was just wack
talkin’ about sha, when ek put you right in thе map (how?)
this not a diss, i’m just speakin facts
you burn every bridge, just tap people back (facts)
well, this a diss, and i’m talkin the facts
you mention my name, you get put on a track
smokin’ on people, you didn’t even step
i said that 5 times, put it to rest
internet gangsters talkin’ that sh*t
all in my comments, suckin’ my d*ck
said they wanna see me end up in a spliff
when i show you a problem keep words on that sh*t
say you about it, but you ain’t on sh*t
smokin’ on opps you ain’t even hit
yes, i’m white, but your body built like mclovin’ and a couple of sticks
[?] better back it up
you from the suburbs, better stop actin’ tough
i heard all that talk, new topic, i had enough
next time you see me in public, do something i’ll come block (glah*glah)
[bridge: sha ek]
glah, glah
gang*gang*gang
ogz the f*ck up

[verse 2: sha ek]
that lil’ n*gga p*ssy, that n*gga a rat (rat)
when i catch em’, that n*gga a pack
n*gga i made you, you know that’s a fact
but now i can’t wait ’till that day that you lack
you better run if i spin through the 8 (don’t run)
see your mama, i spit in her face
everything dead, he better duck from my n*ggas, cause that lil’ n*gga a plate (baow*baow*baow*baow)

that lil’ n*gga p*ssy, that n*gga a rat (rat)
when i catch em’, that n*gga a pack
n*gga i made you, you know that’s a fact
but now i can’t wait ’till that day that you lack
you better run if i spin through the 8 (don’t run)
see your mama, i spit in her face
everything dead, he better duck from my n*ggas, cause that lil’ n*gga a plate (baow*baow*baow*baow)

- matt10 lyrics

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