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DON'T MATTER

 

DON'T MATTER

(album: LET THE WORLD BURN 2 - 2022)


I'm boutta
Flip the script
Y'all think I only rap aggressive
Boom bap come easy to me
But y'all be uninterested, that's a true fact
Entertain the fans the prime directive
But I'm a specialist, my rhymes are devilish
Now move back
My shit is quite perfected
I'm sick, don't second guess it
The head hunter, don't be the next one to
Be collected
I dance around opponents
With plans to decompose em
With grand composure
I compose the most grandest poems
They say I need a bible
Evil, and in denial
That's not the case I'm just dead inside
Try to read my vitals
Enemies I degrade em
Invigorating energy
My pen release is plentifully
Mentally stimulating
So underestimated
No matter, how I bring it
Beginning to think
I'm forever fated
Meant to be hated
How pitiful
I spit a flow but no one really notice
But when I scream that seems to be the thing that catch their focus

Sometimes it feels like it don't matter
Sometimes it feels like it don't matter
Sometimes it feels like it don't matter
Sometimes it feels like it don't matter

Y'all lacking chromosomes
My braggadocio, mastered
It's tragic how I cause
Rappers to have an overdose
Practice unholy flow
I'm just enacting protocol
Sick with the rap
Each track I'm attacking with polio
This shit is bars galore
Carnivore with armored force
Tarnish your, entire rep
I accept if you start a war
Could hardly call, your music
Talent it's more like its hard manure
In other words, it's shit but you think it's solid
Retarded dork
Laced with vibranium
Brain of the Tasmanian, (devil)
My level radiant, revel there ain't no saving em
When they're in range, I'm aiming to break straight through their cranium, I came to sin
And make it known they all weaker than baby skin
Now it's obvious y'all don't deserve the place you're at so pass it here
Vladimir, I slash and tear the flesh of racketeers in a flash, Alucard
Now say it backwards, watch how I fast my ass appear
I'm draculeer, oops I mean Dracula, kill em without a care

Sometimes it feels like it don't matter
Sometimes it feels like it don't matter
Sometimes it feels like it don't matter
Sometimes it feels like it don't matter

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