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suffocate from avoiding this
So I'm enjoying this
Matt's an abstract masochist, half-horrific
In love with a destroying kiss
Last time I spoke to her my words

trees
Listen up, let's make history
Crack the codes, it's Matt Attack with Fresco, ain't no mysteries
Savaging got trees, put wax in it
Hit the farm cause

Take a back seat, in the car by the reservoir.
On my stereo, I'm listening to clison.
I know what you mean man, it's killing me too...
clison it's true.

about Nintendo's
You know Matt Lucas like Mario
My bros super you don't know how hard we go
On the phone I took shots by the TV screen
My dogs laugh when

head
Mm here we go again man I'm off my meds
It's seven fifty-seven so it's time to take flight
I'll have a fly ass track by the end of the night
I'm

Yea
One two here we go to
They call me Free D
With my main man Matt on the beat
About to kill this shit man
Nothing y'all can handle
What's up

Gotta

in the south of France
Accompanied by a matching matt black Mercedes-Benz
They watching me climbing up the ranks without helping hands
You gonna regret

get you gone now
Feeling like I'm Matt, I'm rolling gas I'm feeling strong now
Told you I would stay, you come around I think I'm gone now
Put my heart

tranqs'll put you to sleep 

Adapt to the condition
From wacks to atomical fission
I'm back, anatomical pistons 
Propel me towards my ambitions
Going by my

Publishing)/Matt Muckle 
Engineered & Mixed by Matt Vaughn 
Mastered by Ted Jensen 

LYRICS
How many times must we go down this road till you realize I'm not what

VERSE 1

Baby it's not my fault
I've been in love but never like this before
You took my heart so by surprise
And tore it apart like that shit wasn't

for
Double the load tell him pack more
He sweet he get sent through the back door
The path that I'm on need a map for
I hit my dawg aye Matt, aye Matt
I

Just an Everyday Thang

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

and peel your cap 

Release from the clinic and now I'm looking for a body 

Strapped to the matt like a black John Gotti 

Ruthless as fuck and my eyes

Church Hurt
Written by Matt Hammitt and Sam Hart

I still think about it
I say I let it go
But when those four walls fall
They can crush a faithful

together for a savage attack
Matter a fact, get my Easton or my Slazanger bat
I'm smashing the cats, aint stopping till the calendar laps
Ran up at Matts

yeah I insert it
Crashed my honda civic and got a permit

Not gonna lie, Gotta love chabuddy
He in a curry hurry, Stressin' for a durry
Hit up Yung Dunc

my car
Cus' my Tesla got the matt black paint
How you ain't know
You hella late
I don't even rock matt black man
I just go to the store and I buy

shit like A one

Ain't trippin' off them niggas, just don't fuck with me, my munyun
I'm gon' fill my lungs up
By the time this Zaza hit me, I'm not gon'

How you niggas havin' the motion but no movement
I'm a fool, I'm an idiotic nuisance
Took my bitch to the store to get her boobs fixed
Hit a chicken

Trump V.O.
I am the least racist person that you have ever meet
Nobody respects women more than I do
Grab ‘em by the pussy
45th President Donald J.

that
So when my mind thinks of you
I'll just hit it with the matt
Flap it and slap, slap, flap
You know what I mean
I can't have no reason to remember

Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost

hit it, hit it, hit it
"Betty boppa"
Show stopper
I reign supreme
So Matt please tell me how'd you get so clean
Sell on the scene on how to get so mean

thing about a good heart
I'm at war with myself
I've been fallin apart
Worried bout this music shit
Trynna perfect my art
I lost so many loved ones
I