Sighdafekt - Subject Matter lyrics

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Sighdafekt - Subject Matter lyrics

Get up on the mountain. your sk** is weak /hanging and chilling with my buddy's in the back sit Trying to do hip hop full time /but in my head i don't have no rhyme Lets crack a bear and get our mind straight /were trying to get through in this world am i right a? Get up every morning do the same sh** everyday /go to school all feeling ok Come back home at 6pm and i don't have no time to write my lyrics or my f**ing rhymes Bro did i just use the same rhyme again in the same verse? /well that's not the worse I can use the spit tape rack line again and i can't get your mommy to bed again But I'm not so nasty bros before hoes /i don't drink i try to think I don't smoke I'm just snorting coke /did u notice i called your mom a hoe 2 lines ago? You mad at that bro? This is the kinda beat /that will make me stomp my feet This sh** will have no hook /just spitting for 3 minutes That's a f**ing long time u sure u can't hold on mittens? Mittens kittens writting spittins /i can't pronounce that sh** Just pa**ed through a rhyme not completing it But no matter what was before it all comes back around dawg' What goes up must go down /anyone will always come around You fall u get back up /you rhyme you get f**ed up You drink you get sick /you run you can fall down Down to the ground /i will kick u while your down People don't give a f** /only i give a crap I'm tired of seeing all these nerds get beat up /i can help them but ill deal with beef And i won't leave them alone till i get a freaking leaf Of marijuana /and will try to nail Juana (hi minaj) Half through this track, still spitting recklessly Ice t much respect /sh** he can disinfect me And i can't spit and rock and never give a f** /some say im bad well that f**ing s**s I love this sh** i love this craft /this craft is art Look at all those rappers! (man they rock) I will never be like them /not even close to ''eminem'' But rhyme just spill out of my head /maybe ill get famous For now I'm doing tacky songs /and trying to get an an*s (hi minaj) Trying to get recognition /trying to get submission Did kitchi' songs 5 times! /that is back to back back to back to back (to back?) Do i really wanna do a 6th? f** that! your head is in your a** I don't have to headbu*t you Rhymes is all hard work /no damn luck You need to cum up with them fast like a virgin /who just got his dick s**ed Weird a** punchline isn't it dog? /but sh** it works lets try one o'k word? b**h i sampled your voice /you were using it wrong You made it a hot line /i made it a hot song You claim to be tougher then N.W.A /my identity causes violence itself o'k? You are not player! i shoved a quarter in your a** Cause u played yourself oh shay! Your a Manikin With Adrenaline sipping on some zenedrilling with a Little penicillin through a little/ Many Feelings Your trapped in this cage with a big amount of rage Man i feel so small /like in the an*l stage But i don't think that small of a man can't take the stage I can't spit the same thing every time i attack, DAMN! i just can't Write a new rhyme for huge jack, you will be jacked / cause you can't Deal with the fact/ the the industry is black, you just ignore it! I take my energy and store it! you wanna get shot or go pray when i port the quart (port the Quart!)