Balance (feat. Nutty P)

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Matty Lloyd

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Yeah
Ah ha ha ha
Yeah
Yeah
Uh oh
Yo
Im tired of keeping it humble some wanna go on like I'm not Raw
Just like Christopher Reeves I'll come and knock you off your high horse
Matty's a savage where's my round of fucking A-plause?
Linguistic's like cunnilingus I eat tracks and so much more
They mastered the art of allure
Industry shady as contour
Dupe you to get what they want
Oust your ass faster than concord
Wipe off after draining balls
I Checked it out all above board
And I'm not down to eat ass like Kira Noir
Sure
Life'd be different if I went along and played ball I just won't conform
Yeah
I know you're life's a movie
You're an actor a shit one
Here
Take your award well done you been scorn
Hope it works out for you in the long run
I really do not play my position
I'm a problem you don't want like them kids who's Ballied Up S
peech muffled
Puffer jackets zipped up Hand bags socks with flip flops
Packing a bottle of bleach and a sword
You all look and sound the same where Im on form
And Yet I'm so bored
It's gone beyond the point of tears and laughter
You know it's peak when the most sense you get nowadays parody's like Pete Bas and Munya Chawawa
It seems you're all flawed
But I guess you went and "did it for the culture".
I pride myself on having the ability to kill it on tracks without having to say that I'm killing it repeatedly
You're all trash
And I'm all that
Everything goes around in a circle
It's been rinsed it's time to scrap the current cycle and bring that lyricism back
And don't you ever in your lifetime try to undermine Matt
Because I'll kill you
Probably
Yeah
We need a balance
We need a balance
Yeah
We need a balance
Probably yeah
We need a balance
Probably yeah
Suck a cock
It's a full moon and I'm howling at it
Drowning you pricks in a fucking fountain of shit
Bury your corpse under a mountain of bricks
Leave you in a wheelchair so you'll be down with the Crips
Used to be a good boy then the bodies started piling up
Kruger, Myers, I was raised on the violent stuff
Over 18
X rated kinda stuff
Douse you in gasoline take my zoot and light you up
Cause I'm feeling kinda greazy
Take your ashes then I'll sniff them off your CD
Hit the strip club where tings is looking seedy
Ask her how deep is the love like the Beegees
Re-arrange her guts because she knows my dicks the dopest
Have her walking round like she's got scoliosis
Rub her clit with the same hand I open throats with the same hand that I wrote with oh shit
You dropped a mixtape and nobody noticed
Stopped shotting and the music isn't working now ya homeless
Yeah the yayo makes me focused
But the real inspirations Tax man zoning
Some man shot an 8th in '98 but-but you ain't hard mate
No you ain't Scarface regardless of what the bars say
Cause I know some top Shottas that are moving large weight
With no Instagram or songs on GRM
Moving like 50 cent cause they got many men
Wishing death pon gotta be clever in every sense
Cross every T and be stressing for every pence
And pound and ton and monkey on the docket
Racist s call me err monkey Til I'm fucking their White daughter
Cause she loves the way I rock it make a light skinned yute got the Grand Daddy buggin…
We need a balance
Yeah
We need a balance
Listen fucker
We need a balance
fucking cunt
We need a balance
Yeah
We need a balance
Probably yeah

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