Kill Them by MATO Lyrics
[Verse 1: MATO]
Camo all on my torso, you cannot see me
A phantom painting a panorama; da vinci
The room is spinning, the earth is spinning, I think I'm gone
Vision going blank, having trouble expressing thoughts
Ice all in my blood, I don't need an exoskeleton
Introverting, learning I really just need to slow down
Breaking mental walls down, now I'm trynna ball out. Hoping I don't fall down
Yeah, I go Kurt Cobain, I'm in and out of depression you bout to feel my hell
I got this shit on lock, nah I don't need no help
32 for the world and I got 1 for myself
Never been a rapper, but I'm realest with my flow
Coldest mother fucker that you know
Fuck holding it down for my city, hold it down for my family
It's been raining 40 days, hop in my boat
And I could go on and on and on with my rhyming
Been killing em with kindness for too long, time for grinding
OOO that backside smith so butter
Got no shape, I flow like water. That's like none other
And I still ain't getting money
That shit's so funny
Funny how it works when you real
Killin all they idols then I peeeeel out
HOOK-
I go Kurt Cobain. I'm in and out of depression, you bout to feel my hell
I got this shit on lock, no I don't need no help
32 for the world, and I got 1 for myself. Bang
OOO KILL EM
[Verse 2: R.E.o
Angel kisses on my pillow nigga
Lucid dreaming next to lucifer, he's tryina swoop my halo
Pooper scooper swagger, ratatata on these bastards
I could run around these nigga's backwards
Hey batter batter, get it crackin'
Cracking like a backa, matter fact he flowin like the Cracken
Woah, provolone and Parmesan
Shredded cheddar, headed for the mozzarella little fella
Illest nigga in the fuckin village, OOO KILL EM
They used to fucking hate me, now they figure eighting
Go figure, spinning circles round em, figure skating
I could give a slight fuck unless you talking payment
Skywalker to the 10th degree
I never plateau, this shit is singing heat
Stainless steel couldn't contain me
And that's a promise, I been on it ask yo momma nigga
HOOK -
I go Kurt Cobain. I'm in and out of depression, you bout to feel my hell
I got this shit on lock, nah I don't need no help
32 for the world, and I got 1 for myself. Bang
OOO KILL EM
MATO x R.E.o. -
Keep it locked down with the crew, see me in the couve
You already know what it do
What it is, what it ain't, it goes without saying
This is just a puzzle I got muzzled in my brain
Camo all on my torso, you cannot see me
A phantom painting a panorama; da vinci
The room is spinning, the earth is spinning, I think I'm gone
Vision going blank, having trouble expressing thoughts
Ice all in my blood, I don't need an exoskeleton
Introverting, learning I really just need to slow down
Breaking mental walls down, now I'm trynna ball out. Hoping I don't fall down
Yeah, I go Kurt Cobain, I'm in and out of depression you bout to feel my hell
I got this shit on lock, nah I don't need no help
32 for the world and I got 1 for myself
Never been a rapper, but I'm realest with my flow
Coldest mother fucker that you know
Fuck holding it down for my city, hold it down for my family
It's been raining 40 days, hop in my boat
And I could go on and on and on with my rhyming
Been killing em with kindness for too long, time for grinding
OOO that backside smith so butter
Got no shape, I flow like water. That's like none other
And I still ain't getting money
That shit's so funny
Funny how it works when you real
Killin all they idols then I peeeeel out
HOOK-
I go Kurt Cobain. I'm in and out of depression, you bout to feel my hell
I got this shit on lock, no I don't need no help
32 for the world, and I got 1 for myself. Bang
OOO KILL EM
[Verse 2: R.E.o
Angel kisses on my pillow nigga
Lucid dreaming next to lucifer, he's tryina swoop my halo
Pooper scooper swagger, ratatata on these bastards
I could run around these nigga's backwards
Hey batter batter, get it crackin'
Cracking like a backa, matter fact he flowin like the Cracken
Woah, provolone and Parmesan
Shredded cheddar, headed for the mozzarella little fella
Illest nigga in the fuckin village, OOO KILL EM
They used to fucking hate me, now they figure eighting
Go figure, spinning circles round em, figure skating
I could give a slight fuck unless you talking payment
Skywalker to the 10th degree
I never plateau, this shit is singing heat
Stainless steel couldn't contain me
And that's a promise, I been on it ask yo momma nigga
HOOK -
I go Kurt Cobain. I'm in and out of depression, you bout to feel my hell
I got this shit on lock, nah I don't need no help
32 for the world, and I got 1 for myself. Bang
OOO KILL EM
MATO x R.E.o. -
Keep it locked down with the crew, see me in the couve
You already know what it do
What it is, what it ain't, it goes without saying
This is just a puzzle I got muzzled in my brain