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Mental Skillness

by Madd Hatter

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1.
[Verse 1] How could I forget when we met in December Her presence was majestic with a body to remember And whether or not we were together I thought we were Inseparable, gotta make an effort, cannot lose my temper Yo doc, it’s been forever, you got to use whatever You got to make me better, do not wanna remember Just operate on every spot inside my head and Don’t stop ’till I forget her. (Too late) Oop, fuck it you’re right. I locked my eyes on her It was love at first sight, like what a wonderful life And we just happened to crash in Our lives were changing lanes, “Whatever Happened” was blasting Same question I’ve been asking myself ever since we parted ways Broken hearted, guarded pains, eyes focused on the carpet stains Opus of my darkest days, all just seemed to hard to face Since your scent left my pillow, I’ve been lost in a daze [Hook: Nicki] Why can’t things stay the same? You moved on, but my feelings remain Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane [Verse 2] Am I the butt end of a joke? Because my world’s up in smoke See, just like that, my access pass revoked Days are ample, nights I scramble, in fact, my whole Present’s in shambles, but my past is intact That’s why I’m flashing back, it’s got a slight appeal Smashing ass, ‘cause I don’t like to deal with what my feelings might reveal Sometimes I fight to feel, this heart you had no right to steal I used to kill to find time, now all I find is time to kill (So might as well) [Hook: Nicki] Why can’t things stay the same? You moved on, but my feelings remain Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane [Verse 3] I know I called you up a few dozen times too many Sixteen was probably plenty, but I went and doubled twenty Your voicemail makes it easy just to get me in a frenzy And tease me and tempt me, deceive me so deftly I'd feel so intensely, but I’ve calmed down immensely My Bentley’s gassed up ‘cause I’ve been running on empty Couple cups o’ Henny, as good a time as any To head out to your crib, let’s just say destiny sent me Yo don’t panic, I’m waiting in my car out by your front drive ‘Cause that’s romantic, ain’t it? I’m just hoping you’ll come by See, I just want to talk to you a sec and understand why You wouldn’t listen to me all about that other damn guy I had everything you needed all his money can’t buy Yet you cut me off for him like a samurai, and now look He’s sitting here next to me, acting kinda camera shy Staining my upholstery, and this the guy you stand beside You can’t deny — wait, why’d you make the cops come? You think I murdered your man, nah, I misinterpreted shotgun I had more to fucking say, like clearly I’m not done You really fucked me here and now I’m left with one option How did it come to this? Cock-blocked by the government I'm gonna miss your love, so god-damned tough to quit But I guess, it's time to meet my maker So take this, you fucking pigs [Outro: Nicki] Why can’t things stay the same? You moved on, but my feelings remain Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane Why can’t things stay the same? You moved on, (oh, you moved on) but my feelings remain Stuck in the past, like my memory’s stained Please get out of my head ‘cause I’m going insane (Get out of my head, get out of my head)
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[Verse 1] Long time coming, long time running I’m like nothing you heard before, furthermore I’m not frontin’, you won’t hear nothin' ‘bout All my riches with all-white bitches Future misgivings, and this is not living No seatbelt ‘cause I’m just not driven Lacking ambition, with twenty-ten vision Pulled to the ground by my mind’s apparition Slipping, slipping, this shit is my mission Blueprints of darker depths built without architects Markin’ text, heart effects, everyone’s grinning Starter kit marketed only for startin' shit Wishing I’m different, I’m sick of misgivings What is the point when the world keeps on spinning? Spinning, spinning, inflicted condition I’m just not winning and I can’t compete with it I’m just a freak I guess, is there a bleaker test? I need to reconnect with my deceitfulness This must be why no one ever does speak of this Bleak abyss, fighting a well of emotions and notions Commotion provoking just to evoke an emotion Just hoping I’m not too late to become relevant Roommates with elephants, two-faced intelligence Who placed the suitcase of shoelace as evidence? That was a separate incident, don’t mention it The fuck am I saying? I put it on paper and Now it’s recorded, reported, distorted I should be mortified, but I’m not I’m just not, I’m just gettin’ my second wind Stuck in a hole, fill this plot of a pessimist [Verse 2] Yo, I’m mildly out of wack mixed with an ounce of that Now not just bouncing back, bouncin' off the walls Yeah, powerful, bountiful No doubt I’m to bound to fall down but right now I feel Like I’ll surmount it all, feel like I’m mountain tall Like cherries on chocolate swirls, I am on Top of the world, beatin’ my chest Reekin’ of cess, no sleepin’, no rest Thinking success is arbitrary Shoulders gettin’ hard to carry Locked with thoughts that start to scare me I can barely clear my head Yeah, and if you wanna meet this walkin' charity (charity) Find me on the path skipping merrily Online shopping carelessly Fuck a fixed budget, I’m coppin’ a pair of these Rarities, starin’ me, darin’ me, over and Over like parakeets, someone take care of me Therapy, clarity, hanging on barely Hearing the Narrow Seas say that they’ll carry me So close to hopeless, I’m like Adele, not Crying a river but I’m like compelled to Keep drowning in my sorrows and go right to hell The fuck am I saying? You think that I’m playing? I’m stuck fluctuating ‘tween manic depressive and this Damn hypomanic thing can’t understand a thing Damn, I was doing so well until I fell Smackin’ the mat, but ain’t hearin’ no bell
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Pendemic 04:55
[Intro: Madd Hatter] Yo It's hard out here It's hard out here for me I don't get to make choices, make decisions I'm just a pen I'm just a fucking pen Yo [Verse 1: Madd Hatter] I spent a lot o' days in a motel, I'm talkin' holidays All defaced, get bent outta shape whenever I’m misplaced In phone books and bibles, next to digits and addresses Always rest on desktops while guests rock padded mattresses (the fuck?) Fuckin' savages, what am I a masochist? Did some time in Minneapolis in manufactured packages Sometimes on nights of vacancy, I make believe That I can take the heat, play for keeps Anything I need to leave myself at bay While I wait impatiently 'til the room’s no longer taken See no one, but outside hear someone That’s fumbling with the brazen key Then blatantly he enters stumblin' toward the desk where I be Snidely grinning while extending his arm feeling to find me Then my mind “clicks on” and blinds me From the liquor beside me While he’s downing gin and Hennessy Drowning in his memories Violent kind of tendencies Seems that life ain’t never gave him nothin' but lemon trees These enemies, got me fiendin’ for the motherfuckin' end of me Wait – where’s he sending me? Met this flat-chested loose leaf out by the lobby pool She’s talkin’ ‘bout how “college ruled.” In retrospect, I’d tell myself to not be fooled Illiterate to his intentions, blinded by her nature Had I read between the lines, I could’ve saved her Way before his actions passed the margin of acceptable behavior It still beats me up inside the way she let him, naively Brush my tip against her surface, then penetrate deeply Virgin body polluted as he gave her my fluid Giving birth to cursed words that remain deep-rooted [Verse 2: Madd Hatter] Has it ever occurred you ain’t the first person on Earth (first person on Earth) To find yourself immersed in a world full of hurt (World full of hurt) Hate to burst your bubble, you ain’t have it the worst now (Nope) Clearly, you can’t hear me, still, I gotta drop a verse (I gotta drop a verse) I’m more cursed for certain, see you don’t know what hurtin’ is Your pain is only temporary, mine’s a life of permanence Wite Out's like make up, only covers the marks Underneath the scars are causin’ all these horrible Thoughts and wants and needs that leave me stressed No need to question me if I seem depressed Left to guess what I must deal with next How the fuck am I supposed to amount to this? In your hand, I’m a vegetable ‘cause your cowardice Keeps me locked down, confound under house arrest How I’m powerless, tightened grip of your fist flicking Inscribing as I’m guided by your writhing wrist [Verse 3] To my wife and kids By now you’ve probably heard the worst yet y’all managed to live Wish that I could’ve done the same but, yo, it is what it is So it goes, where one life ends, another begins (I'm sorry) I hate ya have to see me like this: stricken with blindness Concerned only by how inconvenient my fight is I suppose thinking suicide’s a victimless crime is Kind of biased But tragic shit’s been a reoccurring habit of mine since Those nights I’d shout for silence (shut up) Screaming in agony Holding my head, blaming my sinuses on migraines (Shut the fuck, shut the fuck up) Maybe my shyness is to blame for why I hide things Isolated nature, tidal wave behavior And my mind is fixed on self-inflicted violence, I’m in danger Not at my finest behavior, you could say Every day feeling more like a stranger Just know that you’re in no way to blame for my condition This was all my decision to no longer be living Better than this life that all too often feels like fuckin' prison Wishing it wasn’t too late Pills pump through my system, I envision Madi’s cute face Repetition’s second victim, questioning his due date Expeditions left to piss, that lonely street that few take Oo, wait Now little Madison don’t need to know what’s happenin’ Just say I had an accident Teach our daughter 'bout that place called heaven that her dad is in When I’m gone, don’t mourn ‘cause I’ll be with you in the form of whatever makes you happy Hell yeah, I’m with you even when you’re feeling crappy Selfish act that I’ve committed, I’ll admit it Sittin’ thinkin’ 'bout it now makes me feel wicked Stricken with shame like a victim What if others think I’m lame like a chicken? Shit, my state of mind before was packed up like a suitcase with certainty But now it’s tied up like a fucking shoelace and hurting me I think that I sh–sh-sh-shhhhhhhhh—
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[Verse 1] For some, it takes loss to realize what someone's true worth is But not you, Sarah, you did not deserve the circus Take it from me and I mean you could say it makes the person But at what expense, Lord? She did not fucking deserve this And all the while, here on Earth, I'm trying to find my purpose I'm nervous, toss and turning just yearning for reassurance Alone in my battle, between the lines of my verses Searching beneath the surface, ask myself, "Yo, is it worthless For me to rap when all I want's to know that her pain's gone?" A lost soul, was it for me to try and make strong? Choices I made wrong might've otherwise Paved some more life for her to take on Months went by and I keep fighting to find sleep Frightened by the present, though I know that you're at peace 'Cause it's leaving me in pieces I'm feeling like an animal lost amongst the beaches And, so it goes [Hook] And though the years go by Each day you're on my mind Which means you're by my side Through thick and thin In this world that I'm living in You're the SaGa within And though the years go by Each day you're on my mind [Verse 2] The aura of your presence was a gift and I wish I had the chance to get to know you better I can only hope to get another chance some day If I'm in a greater place I'll take a glance one way and see you make a crazy face And maybe things will make sense again 'Til then you remain alive in memories, sure but there's so few And it's old news that you should still be here Your smile brightened whole rooms and now I can't see clear Seems weird how no string of words sums it up No matter how much I'm missin' you, straight wisdom I envision you in your unfulfilled life expedition Never goes away, you were my protege Decided as I read the raps you wrote and showed to me Took note of your emotion, once mine Like Captain Ahab, I try to say that There's more depth to the ocean than to selfishly wrestle Just forget about that whale and let the music be your vessel Let's go [Hook] And though the years go by Each day you're on my mind Which means you're by my side Through thick and thin In this world that I'm living in You're the saga within And though the years go by Each day you're on my mind [Verse 3] Knocks on the wooden door of my bedroom Wake me from my slumber Ask who it is, as I remove myself from the covers Hear my friend talk, she's got a phone call from my mother And she just walked like seven blocks so I started to wonder When my mom asked if I knew you, I began to shudder Turned back to face my friend and, in the silence, our eyes met I knew what was next Still, when she said it My heart dropped then jumped back up to my chest Rendered me speechless As I regressed and turned metaphysically numb I still struggle with the thought That there was more I could've done But sometimes when we're the neediest It's like screaming in space No one can hear us, and even if they could they can't relate Old friends might fear us As if there's not enough shit on our plate See, you were like a spitting image of me I envied how you masked the pain and made it look so lovely Well, here I am opening my soul knowing full well You're sailing in the ocean's reflection above me (Above me, above me, above me, above me) [Hook] And though the years go by Each day you're on my mind Which means you're by my side Through thick and thin In this world that I'm living in You're the saga within And though the years go by Each day you're on my mind (mind, mind, mind, mind)
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[Hook: Superhype Mic] Why's this world my constant enemy? And it's always like there's nothing left for me But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny [Verse 1: Madd Hatter] I act out, sick of living in the background of this Crap town, under this black cloud with this wack crowd Distressed with this mess, just wanting to tap out They threw me in the loony bin and tossed me back out It seems I’m too impulsive to handle, I gamble and act livid Ramble but rap gifted, elected cabinet of rap business This mad cynic is back in it like an ass critic But there's no horse to get back on, no bootstraps to grab on The insurmountable keeps holding me accountable Without a full account of how I’m lyrically powerful And now I’m pulled in six different directions That mix distant intentions Defenseless till I’m bound to fall and re-begin to doubt it all No timeouts to referee or reward this MVP On the sidelines, too drained to resource your empathy My tank is on empty, see, you’ll never be next to me Don’t second guess or question me This quest is just my destiny [Hook: Superhype Mic] Why's this world my constant enemy? And it's always like there's nothing left for me But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny [Verse 2: Dugglas Plum$] Laid back on a hammock, sippin' mai tai Lettin' the world breeze by as I'm smokin' lye Far away from the suit and tie, close my eyes Listenin' to the wind chimes Far away from the stress that makes you ask why Or question life as I'm watching the clouds pass by L'Chaim, roll, roll, roll the joint faded gently into a daydream Some type of journey, let's call it my destiny (my destiny) Contrary to popular belief Sometimes it feels like life is but a dream 'Til evil taps me and says, "Hey, look at the other side of things." Choice is mine not to play devil's advocate 'Cause it reminds me of my ego and arrogance (arrogance) Knowing what sweet dreams are made of these Aches and pains remain the same Through hell's fire, it all tries to drain my brain Have I seen the scorn? Yes, after my sane [Hook: Superhype Mic] Why's this world my constant enemy? And it's always like there's nothing left for me But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny [Verse 3: L_Radd] Most say life’s a bitch, that’s derogatory (derogatory) And I don’t agree Counter-argument from a darker pigment That’s used to being targeted White kids get tazed while we get erased Color purple, ain’t no color perfect So why we dyin’ for our crimes? I don’t want to rap about this shit If we being transparent, it’s hard to form thoughts coherent While black parents don’t get to teach their kids about fairness More like awareness in police presence Move different or lose existence That’s one hell of a choice Land of the freedom of speech Well, release our voice Rest in peace to Muhammad Ali (champ) I pray I got some fight left in me I’d rather stay armed with a hand cannon in a black hoodie Like a hunter, if we talkin’ 'bout destiny [Hook: Superhype Mic] Why's this world my constant enemy? And it's always like there's nothing left for me But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny [Verse 4: Madd Hatter] Jumping off the stage, trying to engage Time and time again, it seems my speech is so deranged Bitches turn a blind eye, they say it’s just a phase But if I end up on the news, they’d say that bitch is crazed I ain’t making threats (nope), I’m just making sense It’s hard to make a point, so many pussies take offense Meanwhile, they profile us and say we on edge Just ‘cause we on meds, never mind the contents Never mind that we ain’t the violent type But based on the race of the rampage, they label you and claim You’re a thug, a terrorist or mentally ill That shit is fucked, careless, and getting me filled with rage Writing off the page, finding it hard to pace my train of thought Inside this cage, am I sane or not? Come face the plot Wishing my rearview was Salem’s Lot But it’s not, I can’t deal, no puedo más [Hook: Superhype Mic] Why's this world my constant enemy? And it's always like there's nothing left for me But that doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be S'why I'm out here tryna chase my destiny
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Bex Therapy 03:17
[Intro] Bullet: You know why I got faith on here? 'Cause no one's got it in me but me. Helps me remember. You'd be the North Star. I'd draw that on you Det. Linden: Yeah, why's that? Bullet: Because that's what you look at on the ocean. When you get lost, helps you find your way home [Hook] And I’ve been going through hell Caught in a vicious spell Blinded by the light Crossed course, stumbled and fell I’m feeling so alone I think I’m 'bout to explode System overload [Verse 1] My hope was to be so low key that nobody would know it’s me (know it's me) Or notice me. Hopefully, hidden under noses like a secret ‘stache of potpourri On Klonopin, and as I sit here pouring out this poetry I’m pondering ‘Cause every time you act it’s like you overdosed on Ovaltine Vitamin Bex, I might’ve been next, but you struck a chord and spoke to me And in those moments didn’t feel as if the world was choking me What was it that she showed to me I seem to have in common with? Her reckless dominance confronting those she had a problem with? Or how she masks the turmoil, exuding only confidence? Her range is infinite, Bexter makes a living onscreen just killin’ it And offscreen, out in the night, she stays down to earth like she’s grounded for life So why am I a Bexican? ‘Cause she’s the bext! A genuine specimen It’s evident she’s heaven sent, and better than she’s ever been [Hook] [Verse 2] Carrie Bradshaw’s outdated, this is Bex in the City No need for excess accessories, stylish and witty Modest and pretty with or without the makeup If I’d invested in that head o’ hair, you know I’d never go bankrupt Catch a glimpse of her darkness through an innocent gaze A bright smile that can seem to cast out menacing days Piercing blue eyes that peer through the mask of this unbalanced soul I’m falling down a rabbit hole, but now her hand is grabbing hold It takes one to know one, I see the darkness of her acting roles And know she’s drawing it from somewhere, envious of that control Sometimes all you need’s to know that someone’s got your back So that every little detail doesn’t feel like a task And all the shit that’s going on with me: jobless, homeless Gotta focus but I’m just hopeless She helps me find my faith even dressed as Sin So if you doubt that I’m a Bexican, guess again [Hook] [Outro] This song is dedicated to Bex Taylor-Klaus (Bullet) And if ever they arrest her blessed sailor's mouth Or relocate her to the next trailer house A convicted badass, yes I'll bail her out 'Cause everything you've been through Circumstances stacked against you I feel like I've been you, I feel like I'm with you Which then means that I am not alone, it reminds me That it's not so bad, it's not so bad
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Hitting Back 05:14
[Verse 1] (Peering back at me through some) Shattered glass on a patch of grass near the pavement A portrait of basically more shit than any poor kid should be faced with Or have to mask going ape shit with a fake grin and a tank filled With laughing gas pumping through his veins just to sooth the pain of never knowing who to blame The damage they'd never know, from tears I never showed But for every one that ever flowed, an extra dose of Depakote By now those years are played out like a syndicated episode inside my head Still, I never managed to let 'em go [Hook: Andrew Galucki] Is it too late to fight? Did I give up the right? Am I too late to fight? Is it over? (over) I held it all inside my head, thought I was doing fine Never said what I should've said, not one damn time If they knew who I was today, yeah they'd be walking away The only thing left to say: this time I'm hittin' back [Verse 2] Bawl so hard, motherfuckers wanna fight me Tell me why don't they like me I brush shit off, try to do the right thing like Spike Lee Yet they continue to strike No trench coat, just a clenched throat, they sent notes to try and spite me And I tried fitting in, shirts all fitted Nike, so let's switch roles Can you please remind me what your job is? Tell me what they pay you for While you tape record, trying to rap my head 'round how they Hate me more than the day before yesterday when you said if I Just came forward all'd be well, but they brought me hell Now I'm even more acquainted with the concrete smell Of the hallway floor when they fought me more And ignorance is blinding See, my teacher she's incapable of opening her eyelids To witness this shy kid in need of some guidance Inside is confusion, self-hatred, defiance State of mind divided like a country united Stripped of my youth and inflicted with violence While the rest of my class just sits there in silence Keep a tally in my notes, hit twenty I might just Take it upon myself to ensure I am lifeless If this is what life is, anything but priceless I can't afford to keep going on like this So load up your weapons, your missile devices Cause I don't wanna survive this Defective product of my environment Yeah, I don't want to survive this I don't know, why am I like this? [Hook] [Verse 3] Raised to ignore the taunts and gossip but (I'm hittin' back) Outside sweating, they're diggin' a grave, I'm driven with angst Another soul convinced she was just in the way, too sick of the pain Sick of feeling ashamed, sick of other kids always seem to mean what they say Overridden with hate, for some photos in her phone that she didn't erase And she couldn't escape her own social feed, words chipping away At her self-worth 'til she started feeling the same Mind reeling, her brain, fixed on fiction mistakes like an intricate stain Never finished sixth grade because she couldn't sustain Another difficult day living, instead she became victim And just in time for Thanksgiving It's a fucking travesty tragedies keep happening so rapidly The impact that this has on me is surpassing capacity What do I have to be? A fucking ambassador? Cause school officials won't act until after a massacre? Actin' taciturn even after the ashes burn Makes it hard to face the music when your back is turned And I will not just sit back like a passenger And let a repeat of the past occur, I'm taking on a different path So if I ever see some young punk fucking someone up, I'm hittin' back [Hook] [Outro]
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[Hook: Superhype Mic] We got the drank, we got the weed You can smoke it if you want it We on that hydroponic Living life the way we want it (yeah) And if you ain't with it, thats fine But you might catch a You might catch a contact high [Verse 1: Superhype Mic] This ain't nothing but a smoke sesh If you roll it up you better focus Then puff and pass it to yo' left See, I don’t smoke but I know that Catch second hand when we hotbox, feel high as Jordan in high-tops Look at me, I’m faded, me and Yao Ming could be related I know that what we doing isn’t good for me But I could never ever get enough, hold up But anyway, why you tripping? You was never with me when I was just coming up, huh It's Big Mike and Madd Hatter Been pimpin' since pimpin' the don dada And if she ask for money, if she ask for love I swear I’m just gone sit and laugh at her (ha!) She wanted my meat like sloppy joes, I’m hotter than jalapeños And if your girl got a big booty, then I’ma be all up in yo’s That's for real, that's for real, that I cannot deny But pay me no mind, cause I’m probably high [Hook] [Verse 2: Miss Chay Bella] We could roll it, we could bowl it, we can do it how you want it How I know u got that chronic, if you higher than a comet Back up on it, we don't argue bout the same ol' shit Instead prefer to celebrate with the same ol' spliff Lane to lane, lane to lane, don’t be fucking with my brain Let's park in the valet, cause today a good day Feel like getting my way, feel like getting on a plane Forget what I gotta say, you remind me all day, aye You remind me all day, more like always But don’t be feeling sorry, ooh Want super soaked? then remove ya petticoat If you ghost, you'll be stuck explaining how you overdosed [Hook] [Verse 3: Madd Hatter] Open the floodgates, floodgates I’m cruising through with the music cued and refusing to sit up straight Fuck that, not this, one-hit wonder on the bong hits Fazed out at the dazed inn, I’m waking and baking ’Cause I’m awakened when blazing, this life is amazing In Vegas I’m taking complacent vacations Trick or treat, I’m like Pistol Pete with the Swisher Sweets Make you lift your feet and fly, mind cloudy, sky-high, non-drowsy When it’s difficult to be physical, medicinal is integral Now suck the vapor in and then just hold it in your throat, girl Registered for the green party and you just earned my vote, girl The way you make them smoke rings makes me wanna make your toes curl You say you want a no strings, I’ma tie you up, fo' real [Hook]
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[Verse 1: Madd Hatter] What up? You know we ‘bout to turn up I came from the bottom and went straight up Like an elevator, I’m gettin’ plenty paper Peace to my haters like assalamu alayka Don’t let me pull the stash out, throw the cash out It ain’t even from the trap house, don’t spaz out Get into the money and the money call in If we talkin' 'bout the money, well then I’m all in We enter the club and we see the chicks comin’ out One tried to kiss me, I simply said, “I don’t kiss on the mouth.” But we can shake with a hug, see I’m a pimp and a thug I will not fall in love and I will not call you up (Nooo) These women, they get so fanatic But if her booty wide as panoramic, I’ma grab it My life is very cinematic I’m so charismatic, you can hear me through the static [Hook: Breana Marin] If you didn't already know who I am Well, damn, here's a little introduction: I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin', hustlin' hustlin') I-I stay straight hustlin' I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' If you didn't already know who I am Well, damn, here's a little introduction: I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin' hustlin') I stay with it, I stay straight (straight straight straight) I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' [Verse 2: Madd Hatter] Listen, listen Ugh, a bully with the bars, spit like a semi-auto The critics be like bravo, ego big as a Tahoe I party hard, livin' like I’m not gon' see tomorrow Even when I’m dead I’ll be a fly fossil Gimme da gimme da bum, girl you don’t know how to act Girl let me say, that is a safe that I am willing to crack You know that you are dealing with a hot boy Now scoot over, you a passenger in my car Drop top (that’s right), I’m a boss (all day) Gettin’ paid in the game just like (EA) My style too hard for y'all to see Stay on point like we was playing archery I’m the top star of the rapper’s varsity Tell Meek Mill, save Nicki Minaj for me Pass that like a Cubie or a doobie And tell ‘em I said it, yeah me, yours truly (hah) [Hook: Breana Marin] If you didn't already know who I am Well, damn, here's a little introduction: I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin', hustlin' hustlin') I-I stay straight hustlin' I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' If you didn't already know who I am Well, damn, here's a little introduction: I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' (hustlin' hustlin') I stay with it, I stay straight (straight straight straight) I'm all about the money that's in my hand I stay with it, I stay straight hustlin' [Outro: Madd Hatter] Yeah Madd Hatter Mental Skillness
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Final Plea 01:55
[Intro] When all waters still And flowers cover the earth Long time coming Madd Hatter [Verse] In reality, half of me wants to see the friend that’s mad at me To make amends, it may get tense so take a sec Get back to me, but know this, I miss your warmth And so does, the other half of me, I’m asking, please (c'mon) Tenacity in my intentions stacked past capacity Packed to the max in the half empty glass in me This apathy, solely here to mask the grief Trapped in these shackled seats, watching tragedy laugh at me Caught in a landslide, no escape from this rhapsody Collapsing like gravity Knowing my past and fallacies is why you’d rather peace (Bye-bye) Than to stand here with your back to me Despondent when you’re responding so callously Another graphic casualty of happy me That’s when I knew it was the last of me That’s just the way that it has to be Hope you enjoyed your stay at my malady Come back again soon ‘cause you I’ll be glad to see [Outro] When all waters still And flowers cover the earth When no tree's shivering No trees shivering No trees shivering No trees shivering

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