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letra de word to the words - psycho puppet

[verse 1]
the world turns in slow motion while you burning this cassette
hearing the one that took this to new verbalistic depths
and they listen thinking they can contest this sh-t
get to spitting and soon become obsessed with it
perfectionist never the best bars or best of deliveries
to scratch the itch known as success in the industry
the media implanted so deeply inside
got you sleeping on a hammock in the heat of the night
tryna get more paper on you than a mummified egyptian
but thinking everything you do will undermine the system
drop a freestyle but your style ain’t free
so i k!ll them with the words like the knights who say ni
tryna f-ck with psycho puppet? impossible task
ain’t in your right mind too many shots from the glass
try and step to the best you get served with a diss
and that’s word to the words that emerge from my lips

[verse 2]
the night crawler, mind sharper than the edge of a sword
i make the grim reaper repent to the lord
tryna leave a mark be remembered before
i’m marked off as another corpse dead in the morgue
y’all just speaking while i’m rapping with the lyricism
but you sleeping while i’m snapping, you a hypnotism victim
if you came to scr-p you f-cking with a maniac
try and run the fade and watch your vision fade to black
now they running from the puppet, thought y’all wouldn’t suffer pain?
walked off in a drunken rage, got lost in the sunken place
i drop bombs to leave them all shocked, call them stun grenades
and move my hands more than hot sauce at a rucker game
time off the game but my drive is the same
re-igniting the flame as i write on the page
y’all getting splashed on while i’m making waves
and that’s word to the words and the rhymes in my brain
[verse 3]
well it’s the psycho with the twisted mind idol of a different time
spitting straight sick sentences intertwined with the rhyme
and yet i find myself constantly criticized
by sucker mcs whose mothers are the women in my life
i tried to educate ya through the record player
with rhymes that would shine upon the luminescent paper
when the puppet’s on the mic, you cannot handle this
next thing getting rapped is you in gauze bandages
always telling me when to listen when to speak
what i was never meant to be is what will set me free
for y’all it’s “haters this, haters that” it gets to be verbatim
mcs really bragging bout how many people hate them
y’all must be sniffing coke whiter than my skin complexion
cause the puppet’s in effect and y’all just ineffective
smooth on the beat emit fumes from the heat
and that’s word to the words that are moving your feet

- psycho puppet

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