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An Inevitable Consequence of Complex Chemistry (Fascinatingly Disturbing Thoughts, Vol. 3)

by Sauce is Matisse

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[Chorus] But something’s amiss, what doesn’t fit? Something’s a disconnect, something’s a fib Something is nothing like what it should spin What if I’m cut and there’s blood in the ink? [Verse 1] Slit wrists, written in red, but I'll never let this sin get into my head I been stitching this set like a vision of death, and I've given my breath to this animus, bent On becoming the one thing that can't be suppressed…I’ve been blessed …I'm a written religion, I’m sick and I live in contempt and regret, so sever my head God dammit...so I might never know the brighter side Even though I write these rhymes like iv's drip my mind right to the Page out my veins, pained in a crisis with my life in lines This is the only way I know how to stifle all the strife inside I spit the sickest raps after picking brittle scabs and bloodletting a flood, every pump begets a track So fuck the fickle "facts" from these punks pitching trash Cuz my blood is in like every lyric sung, it's a wrap [Verse 2] I've invested myself in my music too deep through beats over which I've wrote and I've spewed speech, looseleaf ...And I don't ever want a new creed My chemical components are as dope as what you shoot, g ...that heroin, I’m heroic in the flow I'm barking Arsenic in my arteries, I'm motioning to notes in harming Harmonies, they’re part of me, I'm coping with the dark in me Arguably my hardened heathen heart is charred from scarring heat (YES) Clinically depressed with a brilliant mind Cuz I'm filled with rhymes and I'm about to steal your shine Run, I've killed ill lines like a billion times And I can put you outta ya misery, euthanize your time signature I’m Saucie sizzle, I'll drizzle in the beer you're drinking Trickle in toxins sick from my awesome lyricism ...I twist up a tourniquet, pick my perfect pocket pen and script it I’m Inking this quill with vividness, thrills, and mixing venom with this blood [Verse 3] I’m buried in the underground, scary sinners, other sounds Ain’t no listens when I drop shit, hot scripts isn’t what it’s about But something’s amiss, what doesn’t fit? Something’s a disconnect, something’s a fib Something is nothing like what it should spin, what if I’m cut and there’s blood in the ink? Uh...So what if I've been cut up So What if I've been pummeled to a bloody pulp, what up? What if all the fucked up rubbish that I come up With isn't what you thought it was and blood is what it comes from? So every seething speechless me screaming Is teeming with feed for leeches, keep bleeding And bleating on beats, the GOAT? Who's he? Fleeting. This scene is a demon, Tisse is deep breathing
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Infected 02:39
[Verse 1] You looking at me? I'll cook up a beat I coulda been clean but This hook is diseased Booking matisse is sugary sweet But sour is louder, it should been heated I'm breathing and wheezing, and gasping for air Reaching for Ether, does anyone care? Are they aware, that Sauce is impaired? I'm locked in this audio hospital lair Calculate how many maladies drown in me Shallow in balanced imbalance, empowering Malice is crowding my talent and towering Showering foulnesses down on me, fallacies Fueling me, polluting me Fooling me with opportunities Loosening screws so I'm losing me Truthfully music’s the root of my eulogy [Chorus] I live within these lyrics, so I’m sick I hope you hear it Cuz my peers are poking, jeering You’re the one infected I know endurance, hold my vocals like a cure but I’m not open to insurance You’re the one infected [Verse 2] This is my toxin, killing me softly Lyrical moxie, stereos mock me Ill and this feeling is awful, it's got me fearing lobotomies nearing my thoughts, see It's stupid to think, infusing this sickness Into me's moving my music This mutagen’s soothing my bruising And smoothing perpetual human delusion My name is Matt, my science is mad Write rhymes in a pad, so I think I rap How can I justify trying this craft When I should aim higher than liars and swag? I'm a fan of the jam, a fanciful man Manic depressive with damaging hands Handling answering arrogant pandering Devils by sharing my medicine, man [Verse 3] Selected, injected, rejected But I’ma be rocking my hospital’s monitored room My sets sick, neglected, I’ll mend this So I’ma be rocking out hollow cuz all of it’s doomed
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[Verse 1] That kid Matthew’s got that rapper fuel, caffeinated, I’ll rap a few Kickstarting my sick bars when I drink a part of that fountain’s fluid I'm all about them rowdy tunes, mouthing off as I spout and fume I'm rocking out so how could you ever think of me without a mountain dew I admit that I’m addicted but at least it isn't liquor business If I drink a 5th of this then I tend to get a little intense but this is Nothing like a sip of gin, nor is it more akin to Guinness This is like when I rip the sickest rhythm and then we get to listen This a Code Red, get it I'm a Live Wire Most’ll never rhyme flyer, I'm imbibing my vibrant 'shine And I look up at the moon, these Oompa Loompa tunes and my lines, I'm a Guy who's riding that sugar high up all the way to my room when I’m Asleep, it's that crash, you couldn't get me up if you asked But when I do get up, get a dew cuz I’m gonna fill it up in that glass Taco Bell and that Baja Blast, that Sangrita’s swell, citrus smash Sip this passion, this is Matt’s, I love this drink so I spit this track, what [Chorus] I'm rapping caffeinated cuz I guzzle down sweets And I’m acting batshit crazy cuz I guzzle down sweets This is Matt and I have to taste it so I can guzzle down sweets Guzzle down sweets [Verse 2] Let's be honest, I'm a Pepsi product and I bet these bars are interesting aren't they? Got a question? Carbonated lessons starting, I'm professor sauce and I'm a tenured artist UH ...I don't want an intervention hardly, it's a blessing, call this an ascension, godly YAH...got me guzzling a gallon, then another gallon, and getting me set this off Condiments in my saucy spitting and I'm lost without it cuz I’m awesome with it Lofty lyricism, mosh in the mix, and I'm causing hemorrhaging, noxious singing And I’m drinking CANS, drinking DAMN, the last of the fridge pack is in my HAND Get that cooler and crack that 2 liter, this man's moody and needs his JAM Dude, do the Dew. You don't want it? You got your brew? Who's that monstrous nuisance artisan who's in charge of the groovy tunes? Me? Y’all sitting at shit bars while I spit sick bars til I've lost all tooths, eww But I’ve got awesome news, now I've got that 2 liter, Dew for me, and then Dew for my crew, that’s you [Verse 3] I need that carbonated water, high fructose corn syrup Sodium benzoate, preserves freshness Caffeine I said Sodium benzoate preserves freshness

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Vol. 3 of the "Fascinatingly Disturbing Thoughts" EP Trilogy.

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released September 11, 2015

Produced by Sauce, aka Matisse.
Mixed by Sinatti Pop.

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Sauce is Matisse Charlottesville, Virginia

"Sauce is Matisse" is a rapper based in Charlottesville, VA inspired by both underground and mainstream music across all genres. His work showcases a sound between raw hip-hop and the most technical metal outfits.

After being described as a mental paradox, he was given the advice to “contain” that paradox in order to allow all sides of himself to coexist.

He has done this through music.
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