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Mr Traumatik

Higher Sector

 

Higher Sector

(Album: Problematik - 2017)


One two one two
Mic selector
These mc's need a fucking lie detector (they're liars!)
They're lying to their self
Their minds are messed up
They're talking gas
This ain't a science lecture
Someone tell security, supply the stretcher (haha)
Stab you in the eye
And in the neck blud (ha)
I'm selfish I invested my invested as myself (yes!)
I'm elevating to a higher sector

I'm grimy
I'm a heavyweight they're listening to me
You know I'm lively
I'm clever mate
I'm living in a dream
And you can find me down Devon ways fishing in the street
But don't come by me if I'm meditating
Sipping on a tea
I just might be
Celebrating swimming in the sea
And I know Tai-Chi
I'm demonstrating sitting in a tree
But if you try me
I won't hesitate to kick him in the teeth
You know it's likely
When my weapon sprays and hits him in the cheek
It will lift you off your feet and leave you laying on the floor board (floor board)
My head is full of schizophrenic thought thoughts
I know some psychopathic warlords in Cornwall
They're some evil cunts and trust me they love more war
The governments
They're stubborn cunts
And they love blood and guts and cum and spunk so you best fucking run
You must be fucking dumb
So suck your mom you batty man
I fly kick you like Jackie Chan and happy slap your scatty tramps

One two one two
Mic selector
These mc's need a fucking lie detector (they're liars!)
They're lying to their self
Their minds are messed up
They're talking gas
This ain't a science lecture
Someone tell security, supply the stretcher (haha)
Stab you in the eye
And in the neck blud (ha)
I'm selfish I invested my invested as myself (yes!)
I'm elevating to a higher sector

I will shoot to mute them
Then execute them
I play murder games (jeez)
I'm a loose one
Half mutant
Half human
I will burst your brains (dead)
Then watch you burn in flames (hah)
I know that's agonizing
I'm decapitating these dickheads
With my samurai swings (swing)
When I'm angry
Sometimes I over analyze things
And now I made some potions with frog legs and dragonfly wings (that's mad!)
It's highly deadly and venomous and paralyzing
And now I'm ready for war blud so bring the fucking parasites in (wow)
When an MC tells me
I'm wicked or raw
My flow is amazing (haha)
I tell him dickhead your lyrics are poor
You are overrated (ha)
There's no debating
All I see is loads of fake
And the only time your grinding on road is when your rollerskating (that's real)
I love grime and drum and bass it's in my genetics bro (it is)
All these MC's sound the same with their generic flows (generic)
I don't even have to explain
It's pathetic bro (pathetic)
Forget it bro (forget it)
Just let it go (let it go)

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