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1983 ft. Lord Goat, Reef The Lost Cauze, and Spit Gemz

from Portrait of a Madman by Novatore

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lyrics

(Novatore)

I came to slay him and this man had his cam handy
I still went candy man and then I killed his dam family
I Guess I’m ham handed always have a plan handy
God amongst mice, bandit life, the last man standing
thats how I feel on tracks that feature me..
I Use the words like weapons steal the show and go like it was thievery
heavy machinery I attack and the scene I flee
but never leave the scene without first peeping the scenery
case get dismissed, its missing a witness
Im never seen like killers with scopes lasers and hit lists
id mind my business if you see a theft (Why?)
Some’ll detect disrespect and point a tech right at your left meniscus
I’m on slick shit, I’m cryptic, no kid shit
The feds couldn’t catch me tho they sick with ballistics
And When I’m fuming humans turn to statistics
cuz this is that hardcore shit gorilla biscuits

(hook - Lord Goat)

This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny

This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny

(Reef the Lost Cauze)

Dont even try and set it or yo'ull end up beheaded
ill cut your mother fucking foot off like diabetics
you rappers quite pathetic when you rap I just snore
you deserve to be frozen in the back of the morgue
i brandish my sword then I stick the blade in you
euthanasia you never met a man crazier
im psychobabble leave your face inside the gravel
you can find me sleeping in the coffin inside my castle
i awaken dust with bloodlust
out to destroy pieces of shit like i was mudbutt,
thats diahrea are you a believer
in the dark magic that flows from the voices in your speaker
oogie boogie theres a gun inside my hoodie
if I pull it I bet all hard rocks turn to pussy
clitorios, victorious, ready to die, notorious
when im gone there'll be more of us

(hook - Lord Goat)

This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny

This life moves too fast we've become a memory
friends turn to enemies the'yll rest in peace eventually
we see the worlds treachery they trying to get the best of me
last days recipe moments our final destiny

(Spit Gemz)

you know the science, the sirens, the code of silence
the wiling the swan song play out like an ode to violence
foul inheritance word to my blade and the polished edge of it
ill bury it in the neck of a heretic
seen flesh split apart look into my victims face
past the mask and blood i can tell you a shiv taste
big ape bat shit crazy since a thin waste
big gun it was toting me get your shit straight dick face
we are not alike by any distance
I am a weapon you need one thats the difference
its all love til your gotta pull a knife from out your back
and stick it in your sons heart to make a point
life hack like that i put crack in it but ill be right back
might jack slide off smoother then whipped butter
ah yea smooth enough to make an auctioneer stutter
and ill enough to fuck off the last bar fuck it

credits

from Portrait of a Madman, released November 1, 2020
Produced by C-Lance

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