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letra de plethora - matic mouth

extra, extra, hear all about it
time to expose all them frauds that’s around me
y’all are being cheated, it’s peak like the mountain
i’m rounding it up, now it’s time for accounting
show you all of the bullsh-t that i’m surrounded
by, it’s time that i break it down like ounces
along the way, many doubted, had my thoughts
very shrouded, heavy clouded, i watch the rain pour
had me focusing on the pain more, looking back
for a solution i never came across, no
still playing at every game i lost
bad mates, could never shake ’em off, it took
years for me to find my way and i won’t lose it again
for n0body, best be moving the same
best be worthy of being in the same room as my name, don’t make me
prove it again, ya lame, and all ya crew be the same

i’m the chief, i’m the editor
bring me any competitor
got words, letters, et cetera
peddle ’em by the plethora

fresh off the press, i said it the best
competitors get stretched, stepping with regular text
it’s making me vex, i’m megatron making a mess
turning mcs into molecular specks
and now i’m back again, the levels are dead
always spitting the same sh-t, oh, there you go, you said it again
caused me to step for the pen, time to
raise the bar up again, my back back on the bench
that’s why the rhymes that i’m packing are hench, just look how
lethal i really be, i’m actually dench
and i’m betting you, get left in the dressing room
no, there’s no extra room for you to be sat on the bench
yo, we know you’re talking lies, bruv gotta be
mad thinking you’re opposing my stuff, now your
time’s up, you talk boring, i’m broad stroking
so when i spit, i paint so much more of a story
i’m the chief, i’m the editor
bring me any competitor
got words, letters, et cetera
peddle ’em by the plethora

the editor in chief, predator on pages
and i already know i better you on stages
and i done know i been better for ages, i’m
gracious, never done it to be famous
but for the greatness, you could say that i’m guilty, and i’ll
stay, doing it my way, until it’s milky
out of this world in a whole other galaxy, writing the
type of rhymes that try and defy gravity
the type of rhymes combined with precise alchemy
the type of rhymes got you wanting to take a jab at me
mad at me, from the way it’s piff and i pattern it, smiths
on a different planet, when he’s chittering chattering
so if you need me, you’ll see me beaming on saturn’s rings
looking fly, no flapping wings
you could say i’m gifted, like three travelled kings
so look at all the magic things matic brings

i’m the chief, i’m the editor
bring me any competitor
got words, letters, et cetera
peddle ’em by the plethora

- matic mouth

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