Ayo
Due to Repetition of my bad habits
I cant imagine a grass path in this vast labyrinth
Graspin at straws inside a haystack
I'm bad at it
Starin through glass phantasmagoria lattices
Till my cornea's cracked
At least ten stories till the mortuary react
And on the way to war
I only wore a sword on my back
Its only natural
Stormin normandy boardin up the castle
Forcin vassals to pay sums and morsels of cattle
For the lord its no hassle
Just another order asshole
Normalcy is blasphemous
I cant afford to pass over
Self destructive
If thats not enough then f*ck it
Ill cast it in blood
Stab from the back to the lung
It's glamorous ruckus
Straight outta bed cant wear pajamas in public
Ill pray to pan I'm like tantalus when famine is coming
Lead to death like flint michigan water
Sickened I'm missin an arm and a leg,
Come fix me big pharma
Slowly chippin away at the wall of dread
In hopes of findin my dharma
Last call
Fall back on trash drama
All that?
Or tack on to the fact that my life lacks trauma
So many have it worse
Pullin back the alabaster curtains,
Still no path emerges
I'm impressed by the fact that I'm that submerged in
Lapses of anti-monastic sermons
Ill take an ambiguous glass serving
Who you gonna call when Matt emerges
Splatter ectoplasm on ya black suburban
Rappers acting nervous
Grabbin burners till I scare em stiff
Dead I'm a taxidermist
Cypher lord is at your service
Pass the glass of bourbon
Hard enough to crack ya sternum
Packin activis to heal my acid burns with
Pastor drafting sermons
Need to ask the surgeon
Crafting verses in the lab to crack the earth with
Shatter curses with a suplex said f*ck asking who's next
If you ain't on the wave already then I need a bag for workin
Tendency to swerve when I'm static surfing
Speedbag a rapper head with brass he need a plastic surgeon
And I never work with trash bags boy
I gotta keep my back from hurtin
Swinging axes at ya perm amidst the traffic swerving
Slashes perpendicular to Castle Bran
Rappers spaz and jerkin from the cattle prod
You know that matt's a god
Better yet matt's a wordsmith
Thats how you craft a verse
Now class dispersed
Tau - valley fever (feat. Matt Draugos) Lyrics
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Ayo
Due to Repetition of my bad habits
I cant imagine a grass path in this vast labyrinth
Graspin at straws inside a haystack
I'm bad at it
Starin through glass phantasmagoria lattices
Till my cornea's cracked
At least ten stories till the mortuary react
And on the way to war
I only wore a sword on my back
Its only natural
Stormin normandy boardin up the castle
Forcin vassals to pay sums and morsels of cattle
For the lord its no hassle
Just another order asshole
Normalcy is blasphemous
I cant afford to pass over
Self destructive
If thats not enough then f*ck it
Ill cast it in blood
Stab from the back to the lung
It's glamorous ruckus
Straight outta bed cant wear pajamas in public
Ill pray to pan I'm like tantalus when famine is coming
Lead to death like flint michigan water
Sickened I'm missin an arm and a leg,
Come fix me big pharma
Slowly chippin away at the wall of dread
In hopes of findin my dharma
Last call
Fall back on trash drama
All that?
Or tack on to the fact that my life lacks trauma
So many have it worse
Pullin back the alabaster curtains,
Still no path emerges
I'm impressed by the fact that I'm that submerged in
Lapses of anti-monastic sermons
Ill take an ambiguous glass serving
Who you gonna call when Matt emerges
Splatter ectoplasm on ya black suburban
Rappers acting nervous
Grabbin burners till I scare em stiff
Dead I'm a taxidermist
Cypher lord is at your service
Pass the glass of bourbon
Hard enough to crack ya sternum
Packin activis to heal my acid burns with
Pastor drafting sermons
Need to ask the surgeon
Crafting verses in the lab to crack the earth with
Shatter curses with a suplex said f*ck asking who's next
If you ain't on the wave already then I need a bag for workin
Tendency to swerve when I'm static surfing
Speedbag a rapper head with brass he need a plastic surgeon
And I never work with trash bags boy
I gotta keep my back from hurtin
Swinging axes at ya perm amidst the traffic swerving
Slashes perpendicular to Castle Bran
Rappers spaz and jerkin from the cattle prod
You know that matt's a god
Better yet matt's a wordsmith
Thats how you craft a verse
Now class dispersed
Due to Repetition of my bad habits
I cant imagine a grass path in this vast labyrinth
Graspin at straws inside a haystack
I'm bad at it
Starin through glass phantasmagoria lattices
Till my cornea's cracked
At least ten stories till the mortuary react
And on the way to war
I only wore a sword on my back
Its only natural
Stormin normandy boardin up the castle
Forcin vassals to pay sums and morsels of cattle
For the lord its no hassle
Just another order asshole
Normalcy is blasphemous
I cant afford to pass over
Self destructive
If thats not enough then f*ck it
Ill cast it in blood
Stab from the back to the lung
It's glamorous ruckus
Straight outta bed cant wear pajamas in public
Ill pray to pan I'm like tantalus when famine is coming
Lead to death like flint michigan water
Sickened I'm missin an arm and a leg,
Come fix me big pharma
Slowly chippin away at the wall of dread
In hopes of findin my dharma
Last call
Fall back on trash drama
All that?
Or tack on to the fact that my life lacks trauma
So many have it worse
Pullin back the alabaster curtains,
Still no path emerges
I'm impressed by the fact that I'm that submerged in
Lapses of anti-monastic sermons
Ill take an ambiguous glass serving
Who you gonna call when Matt emerges
Splatter ectoplasm on ya black suburban
Rappers acting nervous
Grabbin burners till I scare em stiff
Dead I'm a taxidermist
Cypher lord is at your service
Pass the glass of bourbon
Hard enough to crack ya sternum
Packin activis to heal my acid burns with
Pastor drafting sermons
Need to ask the surgeon
Crafting verses in the lab to crack the earth with
Shatter curses with a suplex said f*ck asking who's next
If you ain't on the wave already then I need a bag for workin
Tendency to swerve when I'm static surfing
Speedbag a rapper head with brass he need a plastic surgeon
And I never work with trash bags boy
I gotta keep my back from hurtin
Swinging axes at ya perm amidst the traffic swerving
Slashes perpendicular to Castle Bran
Rappers spaz and jerkin from the cattle prod
You know that matt's a god
Better yet matt's a wordsmith
Thats how you craft a verse
Now class dispersed
Writer: ezra yallaha, matt daughtry
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