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the storm - matthew the artist lyrics

[verse 1: swifty mcvay]
assassin, black mask passing cops
black (?) on my lap without a stash spot
we sn*tch guap, the gate keeper of our block
non stop, the grim reaper the mascot
k!lling the game, crack pots, head shots
and animosity leaves nothing but dead punks
finding bodies in dump trucks they high as f*ck
i shoot’em outta the sky faster than duck hunt
motha f*cka i’m coming straight from the dirty dozen
while i’m hustlin’ i’m cuffing a mac eleven, and puffin nothing but cannabis
double cup with robitussin, i’m an animal, rap cannibal y’all the supper
and i’ll be busting your skull cap when i aim, i’ll have them ducking like hunch back of notre dame
wanna be known with n*gga this is the cross to fame
i’ll make some pasta outta a n*ggas brain
[chorus: matthew the artist]
all smashing, backing in i’ma break those
smart passing, gassing it i forsake hoеs
small gashes, cracking it like an egg tho
storm passеs, trashing it up in eight rows
all smashing, backing in i’ma break those
smart passing, gassing it i forsake hoes
small gashes, cracking it like an egg tho
storm passes, trashing it up in eight rows

[verse 2: matthew the artist]
who woulda thought i’d be up in this pantheon
deciding what plan he’s on
get slapped with a party thong, man he’s gone
on the daily you anti*gargantuan
you failing i can’t be wrong
the ceiling get ready fall (whoosh)
this a k!lling*spree, columbine to your blood*line
ya feeling me, stop the time for the dollar sign
but, i don’t pause the rhyme when i’m getting green, i’m hulking sh*t
f*ck you telling me, she getting d like a spelling*bee
back in the l a b, and my albums are like photos with the way they developing
now that i’m getting self empowerment
cause now your powers flipped from the switch
then go to the corner and found you cowering
with all these curses i’m blurting at all you worthless vermin
it’s working i got you nervous, reverting to this monster
devouring the roster, the martyr of rap i’m larger than that
conjure the strap, now you all can go and kiss on these b*lls in my sack (haha)
[chorus: matthew the artist]
all smashing, backing in i’ma break those
smart passing, gassing it i forsake hoes
small gashes, cracking it like an egg tho
storm passes, trashing it up in eight rows
all smashing, backing in i’ma break those
smart passing, gassing it i forsake hoes
small gashes, cracking it like an egg tho
storm passes, trashing it up in eight rows

- matthew the artist lyrics

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