HazMatt by MattRRuiz Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Time pass, Time-lapse, Yo boy got some fine raps
And a fine lap for you to sit that ass at
If you got weed you best pass that
Im hazmat, hotter than bitch that has Matt
From the dead like her tats
Been swaying off the edge all my life like acrobats
Back yo facts, Imma Logician, boy, cut the act
Life a T-bone steak, I cut the fat
He be home safe, living like a bat
Trying to keep up with pace, always asking where my time at
I don’t queue if you have no prime pass
Cache is the dime map
When it’s me vs you, you die rat
When I look up I’m asking where the sky at?
[Verse 2]
Mom is catching the age
And she’s gotta see me on stage
So it’s petal to the metal die by words I never settle they tried to keep me caged but I steamed off like kettle
I couldn’t find a friend I had to rely on my wits
Thanks too earl I knew I wasn’t alone in that pit
Permanent creases in my brain where diablo sits
See 5-0 and I don’t have too split
How far have I gotten because of my kit?
They waste their life’s away at bars and they’ll tell you it’s lit
Don’t listen to them a bit
When time catches up it’ll finally hit
RIP uncle he never found his way out that pit
For my mama I never quit
Time pass, Time-lapse, Yo boy got some fine raps
And a fine lap for you to sit that ass at
If you got weed you best pass that
Im hazmat, hotter than bitch that has Matt
From the dead like her tats
Been swaying off the edge all my life like acrobats
Back yo facts, Imma Logician, boy, cut the act
Life a T-bone steak, I cut the fat
He be home safe, living like a bat
Trying to keep up with pace, always asking where my time at
I don’t queue if you have no prime pass
Cache is the dime map
When it’s me vs you, you die rat
When I look up I’m asking where the sky at?
[Verse 2]
Mom is catching the age
And she’s gotta see me on stage
So it’s petal to the metal die by words I never settle they tried to keep me caged but I steamed off like kettle
I couldn’t find a friend I had to rely on my wits
Thanks too earl I knew I wasn’t alone in that pit
Permanent creases in my brain where diablo sits
See 5-0 and I don’t have too split
How far have I gotten because of my kit?
They waste their life’s away at bars and they’ll tell you it’s lit
Don’t listen to them a bit
When time catches up it’ll finally hit
RIP uncle he never found his way out that pit
For my mama I never quit