MTG MC - Cognitive Dissonance Lyrics

It's me and I'm coming back hard on you pygmies
How you looking
I'mma stomp on you ashy knees You gon' have when I make you kneel
Beg and plead But I ain't listening to your appeals
I'm in Ex seed I'm growing up to a tree
Blossoming these fruits of knowledge for you and your friends to eat
Exceeding my competition, my energy, make them leave
These bitches are all bark, get stomped, biting at me
Y'all carrying light beams, no use blasting at me
I eat them bitches just like photosynthesis You thinking how it get to this
Block you niggas out like curse words by censorship
My worst verse, eclipsing ya
Got a habit hunting you rabbits, yeah, I'mma get the jump on ya
No I ain't a chicken, but I'm bucking at you niggas
Itchy finger on the trigger
Go to scratch that itch and I'mma blast it at you
Like I'm sneezing, God bless me, it's allergy season
I'm sick and tired, of these throw away, gimmick rappers
Fake gangster make you crumble up, like a candy wrapper
That nigga MTG, he was something then I came after
Im f*cking Exceed, nigga, passing up all of you
Bastards dont wanna cross me, I'll chain you up like a slave ship
And I'm cracking your vertebrae if you wanna say shit
If they think they complimental to me, I'mma stop em
I'm fighting you niggas, on instrumentals I beat box em
I'm a problem that's continental, like rising carbon
So hot, cause I'm gassed up and I ain't never stopping
You got ten seconds, I'mma start a problem
Better start running like my nose
When I am near some pollen, you rappers are so appalling
With your gay ass gangster lingo, say you're gonna slide on a nigga
While you gripping a pole, sound like a bunch of strippers, oh
Say it ain't so, finna bust on a nigga, ayy, hol' up
Whoa, oh no, what you getting into
Didn't daddy tell you not to be a skeeting on dudes
Niggas so feminine with your sassy attitudes
Might as well carry a pink pistol to match your, pretty little shoes
Just let me light a match right up under you
Cause I'mma start roasting you niggas just like rotisserie chicken
I'm a burning man like I'm based in black rock
I'm a black man with a nice face and big c**
Recording your ending I'm on a schedule, tick tock
Hurry up, I'm doing this for free, I'm not even on a clock
I'm a beast lurking, it was over when you saw them eyes
Brutalize you assholes just know you saw demise
I left a gaping hole in your body before you realized
I was ever there in the first place, I materialized
This the perfect introduction for the kind of guy I am
I hit your system, you're going numb like you popped a Vicodine
Rubbing hairs, with string theory, universal violin
My music make up everything like it's coated in, Clarins
The vibrations I'm making causing catastrophic events
My causality unknown, I exist in all time
Effect the future you living in even from my past rhymes
Destroy your livelihood as a simple pastime
I"ve always been in these raps man I exist beyond time
Sure enough I'm the Mac, I'm posted up in the
Hol' up niggas wanna hop in the verse and start to act up
But you know I'm in control so boy you better back up
Exceed, thinkin he me, but I'm Big Papa
I see the bigger picture, you're wondering who shot ya
Like Dre in this accident, you're screaming I need a doctor
Luckily I'm a surgeon with lyrics so I gotcha
Hip hops, been a curse and a gift
Fascinated by chains and having the newest whip
This hedonistic lifestyle got us chained and whipped
Modern day slaves to a luxury most never get
That ain't me, could give a f*ck about an economic benchmark
Fiending for clicks on Twitter, paying for blue checkmarks
Making my own moves and worrying how much my check marks
Not a nosy nigga in your business like an aardvark
You long nose Pinocchio niggas lying
When y'all start fronting on the gram in rental cars
Sittin' parked, debt, piling up like bodies during the civil war
I'm not even dissing y'all, you just missing the point in life
What I'm saying is all you have is short term excitement
Like you're stabbing fun with a knife
That materialism is spiritual suicide
The paradigm in my rhyme scheme is something unique
When exceed hops on the beat, I use a different technique
We both be spitting, but the written is different
He be slitting niggas wrists in his rhymes I'm over here
Chilling, telling stories and positive messages for you and me
Delving in my mind's eye, my inner psyche
MTG, he's the king of this, oligarchy
Exceeds the fool wreaking havoc what he speaks
Is not what I think
It's a marshal to the shady, the Batman to the Bruce
We coexist in this music, going crazy inside the booth
Conflicting messages in one being what you think is the truth
Coeval Thoughts, bouncing around in my medulla for you
I got some lines unrehearsed for a verse that might never be used
Dont want to waste what I got for a song with zero views
I talk a big game with no plays, but it's okay
Im gonna curve all the doubt like frito lays
And all my music out, it's free to play
So you can watch my growth from the first day
I wrote a song in Spanish class in the ninth grade
My music just keep progressing, day by day
I'm on my way to greatness, so in this life
I may be able to see my mama and say I've paid for her house
With no worries, so here I lay
Just thinking about my future and the shit I'ma be doing
Glad, I'm not a kid in these streets
That's busy shooting, I'm thankful for the guidance
Guaranteed that I'ma use it, this chance at life to live it
To the fullest, no harm, and strive
Pray God to help me through it, ah