Drapht, Mathas - In My Town lyrics
[Drapht, Mathas - In My Town lyrics]
In my town every butcher is the Sausage King
Every meat pie is award winnin’
But every win
Come passe with all your accolades
On mass within the massive
I mean, yikes, mate, sentimental
Better settle, petal, leavin’
All your crusts, but you still barely ate
Ego on a sandstorm, whippin’ off slippers
They’re ruby red, doom and gloom
Broadcast in full effect, though
Started feelin’ like it wasn’t
Earnt to rep on like awards I didn’t ask for
Was summarisin’ my workflow
Like years that hammerеd the words home
Couldn’t unclip the nеrd bros
The herd coach, the old ropes to the
New kids, say they so straight
But they don’t though
This place for that new dope every new day
Till it’s old hat by the next week and
A trend catch in the far east
In the right coast and it’s a
No go ‘cause it’s too numb
But, you wave hands "Look at me glow"
Till your style tired in your own
Eyes and your fire cease
Tongue callous stop the speak of
Peace, you really mean it, geeze?
Haven’t seen you once outside of meet
And greets with slimy Pete
Gettin’ your brand in action
Fandom traction fluffin’
How’s that album bufferin’? Pixelated as fuck
We’re few and far between and
Muffled by the leaders who stay winnin’
Coloured by the freedom and the features
The people in the bleachers
Who pay to see it what they don’t see is the
Pacin' round in circles
The paperwork we’re turfin’
And the panickin’
All the peasantries are shovelled out, yeah
Yeah, they’re shovelled out
See in my town
Everyone nods and smiles through a
Set of clenched teeth (Yep)
No patience in my West Wing
Whole scene full of wrestlin’
Hulk Hogans and Ric Flairs
Fake savages and hitmen
Fake nice to be gifted like
Kids writin’ up a wishlist
But Father Christmas ain’t me
You’re Nelson when accosting
You only hit me when you want things and
A free ride in the bus lane
Put your hand down, ain’t a handout
Been ripped off like a Band-Aid
They take my blood, sweat, tears
Put it in a frame, it’s theirs now
You only cared about the fame and the
Money in the bank, bang, bang, bang
‘Nother knife in the back, triflin’ act
All just a fun of big black
Ex machina, park in the back
Try find a knife sharper than Jack
Ripper’s but you’ll find it hard to
Extract, heart in my chest
Heart full of gold
Half of them know, half of them don’t
Let’s just pass by like some
Ships in the night, stick to my lane
Like I had graffiti on my mind
See me on the rise, don’t hit my line
Always climb Himalayas by myself
There’s no bluff
Whole lotta heart with the cards I was dealt
We’re few and far between and
Muffled by the leaders who stay winnin’
Coloured by the freedom and the features
The people in the bleachers
Who pay to see it what they don’t see is
Pacin' round in circles
The paperwork we’re turfin’
And the panickin’
All the peasantries are shovelled out, yeah
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
Yeah, they’re shovelled out
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
We’re few and far between and
Muffled by the leaders who stay winnin’
Coloured by the freedom and the features
The people in the bleachers
Who pay to see it what they don’t see is
Pacin' round in circles
The paperwork we’re turfin’
And the panickin’
All the peasantries are shovelled out, yeah
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
Yeah, they’re shovelled out
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
Every meat pie is award winnin’
But every win
Come passe with all your accolades
On mass within the massive
I mean, yikes, mate, sentimental
Better settle, petal, leavin’
All your crusts, but you still barely ate
Ego on a sandstorm, whippin’ off slippers
They’re ruby red, doom and gloom
Broadcast in full effect, though
Started feelin’ like it wasn’t
Earnt to rep on like awards I didn’t ask for
Was summarisin’ my workflow
Like years that hammerеd the words home
Couldn’t unclip the nеrd bros
The herd coach, the old ropes to the
New kids, say they so straight
But they don’t though
This place for that new dope every new day
Till it’s old hat by the next week and
A trend catch in the far east
In the right coast and it’s a
No go ‘cause it’s too numb
But, you wave hands "Look at me glow"
Till your style tired in your own
Eyes and your fire cease
Tongue callous stop the speak of
Peace, you really mean it, geeze?
Haven’t seen you once outside of meet
And greets with slimy Pete
Gettin’ your brand in action
Fandom traction fluffin’
How’s that album bufferin’? Pixelated as fuck
We’re few and far between and
Muffled by the leaders who stay winnin’
Coloured by the freedom and the features
The people in the bleachers
Who pay to see it what they don’t see is the
Pacin' round in circles
The paperwork we’re turfin’
And the panickin’
All the peasantries are shovelled out, yeah
Yeah, they’re shovelled out
See in my town
Everyone nods and smiles through a
Set of clenched teeth (Yep)
No patience in my West Wing
Whole scene full of wrestlin’
Hulk Hogans and Ric Flairs
Fake savages and hitmen
Fake nice to be gifted like
Kids writin’ up a wishlist
But Father Christmas ain’t me
You’re Nelson when accosting
You only hit me when you want things and
A free ride in the bus lane
Put your hand down, ain’t a handout
Been ripped off like a Band-Aid
They take my blood, sweat, tears
Put it in a frame, it’s theirs now
You only cared about the fame and the
Money in the bank, bang, bang, bang
‘Nother knife in the back, triflin’ act
All just a fun of big black
Ex machina, park in the back
Try find a knife sharper than Jack
Ripper’s but you’ll find it hard to
Extract, heart in my chest
Heart full of gold
Half of them know, half of them don’t
Let’s just pass by like some
Ships in the night, stick to my lane
Like I had graffiti on my mind
See me on the rise, don’t hit my line
Always climb Himalayas by myself
There’s no bluff
Whole lotta heart with the cards I was dealt
We’re few and far between and
Muffled by the leaders who stay winnin’
Coloured by the freedom and the features
The people in the bleachers
Who pay to see it what they don’t see is
Pacin' round in circles
The paperwork we’re turfin’
And the panickin’
All the peasantries are shovelled out, yeah
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
Yeah, they’re shovelled out
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
We’re few and far between and
Muffled by the leaders who stay winnin’
Coloured by the freedom and the features
The people in the bleachers
Who pay to see it what they don’t see is
Pacin' round in circles
The paperwork we’re turfin’
And the panickin’
All the peasantries are shovelled out, yeah
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)
Yeah, they’re shovelled out
(Shovelled out, shovelled out)