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Some remixed/remastered oldies compiled into an official EP.

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released October 28, 2016

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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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Track Name: Punk (I'm Coming)
[Verse 1]
I've pondered whats my pitch to be an Internet sensation
I call these godly marketers 6th Internet sense asian
Cuz it's data and it's dedicated, intricate and patient
But with every waking day I strain to pick up with the patience, but
Every time I feeling like the slightest hint of doubt
I just keep on fucking writing so my light don't fizzle out
"How?" Like fuck the writer's block, I'm writing this out loud
I might be likely in the crowd, but I'm a fighter and I'm proud, wow
I sound pathetic, get a sedative, tether my head in
I never measured a success for any record, get it?
This debt is heavy and perpetually burying heaven
Spare me your parodies cuz im clearly not hearing you dammit
I'm using music as a tool to cool my hothead brewing
I've been doing lots of stupid nonsense for this convoluted
Plot that I've concocted but my wallet since has not been moving
...I gotta stop before I'm rotting in hiphop, I knew it, fuck

[Chorus]
Now see I been going through a lot of nuisances improving this
And stupidly I do insist that this isn't about money
While tryna bootleg it I lose like a lunatic
I've proven that I'm through with it like this isn't allowed, buddy
So buttfuck it...I ain't tryna do club hits
I ain't rhyming to front and shit, I ain't tryna prove nothing
Every tune that I'm humming is searing fuel as I'm running
On nothing, it's guzzled up again, I'm nearing 100, I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
All you mufuckin punks stunting better run cuz I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
Nah I'm just fuckin with you I ain't going nowhere, I don't want it
Punk

[Verse 2]
No I aint coming for that number one spot
Cuz there's all these hungry youngins with that dumb shit on lock
Im Caucasian and asian, aging, I'm ancient and hating the clock
And I'm okay not making it so haters can play with the cock
I don't got a gimmick so I guess I'm not in it to win it
I'ma just spit what I think and not give a shit about image
Steady belligerent with hit after hit as I spit it
Livid at the lack of listeners that I'm getting, ya dig it?
I'm kinda bitter like im sweet and sour, salty
But Soy Sauce sizzles, so my vocals go with all beats
Overload on sodium, I'm altogether raw, keeping
Feeling in a song, flavor's all you're getting off me
I wanna rock the boat, cocky like I lock and load
I should proly stop cuza my job, but I been on a roll
smarter than an honor roll, I'm honest, i want you all to know
That all the flows and bars I've got are awesome not so modest, so dope
Track Name: The Fun Song (F.U.N.)
[Verse 1]
All the young kids got it incorrect
Yeah I rap but I ain't after any checks, wanna bet?
Mufucking flunking's what you're getting on the test
Cuz this student dude'll school you and then put you to bed, go to sleep bitch
Large Marge sent me hard bars and I'm spitting 'em
Sharp shard remarks mar the dark when I lit it up
Art scars artists when their heart's in their vision, pumped
I don't need a buck; I just want my bike, minimum
Fuck a walk in public, I'm stripping down to nothing
Thumbs rubbing on my buttocks like I'm shitting out a tough brick
I'm running out of gumption, nothing seems to cut it
I've been pumping out the ruckus but I'm fumbling for something, fuck this

[Bridge 1]
The head on me's telling me give it up (give it up)
But my spirit is telling me live it up (live it up)
I hope to god I'm no wannabe, I embody dichotomy
But I'm fond of my honesty and it's fun (fun)

[Chorus]
I do it for the fun, I do it for the fun
I do it cuz I mufuckin love it and it's fun
I do it for the fun, I do it for the fun
I do it cuz I mufuckin love it and it's fun
No I don't expect you to know my mind
But I expect respect when I flow my rhymes
For the fun, I do it for the fun
I do it cuz I mufuckin love it and it's fun

[Verse 2]
This here Wizard spits the purest flow while shitting in the urinal
Wiggling my dick instead of pissing, now it's personal
Sure the kid is versatile while working with the words he knows
So who else have you heard to spit a verse this sure to murder? "No one..."
You can't see none (Cena) of me world, why (wide) wrestle with it?
Underground's bumping, so fuck it! Suck it, I'm never "winning"
Nothing, I love it, I'd be upset if I regret this spitting
...I'm never letting go of decibels, bet that
I been on top of my shit like a recent defecation
I'm bleeding dedication every evening when I stay lit
Face it, ain't shit changed from in the basement
I stay making hits, insane, now I'ma play this

[Bridge 2]
The truth is I do this to lift me up (lift me up)
Cuz the music is soothing me, listen up (listen up)
It's my flawless philosophy how I rock in cacophony
Often solving my problems because it's fun (fun)

[Verse 3]
I do this for amusement, I never been to no club
It's crucial to my mood, getting me up out the doldrums
I do it cuz I do it and I'm doing it too dope bruh
...Cue the music and tune in, who listens? Nobody

[Bridge 1]
The head on me's telling me give it up (give it up)
But my spirit is telling me live it up (live it up)
I hope to god I'm no wannabe, I embody dichotomy
But I'm fond of my honesty and it's fun (fun)
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Track Name: Oddity (feat. D. Riddle)
[Verse 1]
If you don't like me, I'm alright with that
It's cool I don't like you back, it's true, you don't like the fact
I keep it real and the truth hurts, like Scrooge with a cool smirk
I'm laughing at your pain, I'm a true jerk
I'm not your ordinary type of guy
Cuz I don't curse in all my raps or fabricate cause I don't like to lie
I don't talk about guns, drugs, or women
I been there yeah I done did it, can't follow you cause I'm different
I'm in my own lane speeding down the freeway
I never been the type that say what he say or she say
Some people tell me I should dumb it down
If I was to stand on a corner I would be the coolest bum in town
Never the type to beg, put me on a list with Craig
Think I messed up cause I accidentally sold me meds
Now I'm Insane in the membrane
I feel some type of way I cant explain

[Chorus]
I'm an oddity, I'm an oddity
While all of y'all are stalling following all the monotony
I'm an oddity, I'm an oddity
I gotta walk free and rock beats til we're all freaks

[Verse 2]
You know you've got a weight problem when slim fits too baggy, and hips sit too saggy
A misfit, "Who's Matty?" It's this kid, dude's snazzy
I've got it, got it? It's Gollum, it's not a costume, it's all of him
Comment all you want at this skinny tallness, my awkwardness
I'll fake it til I make it, lemme say it
I'm waking up deflated when I aim to be elated
The haters ain't awake yet, so Ima blame my brains biffs
Fists swinging and hitting me, crippling my sane sense
So I'm evasive, I'ma dodge a problem
All the awful rawness I've bottled up isn't positive
I'm shockingly uncommon with the thoughts I think and bars I spit
So following my train of thought is hard to get, do not commit
Just call it quits, I promise this is not the way
To rock a stage on holidays, my politics is walk away
All I'm saying is I'm odd and I don't got a name
I don't wanna fall in fame, my motto phrase is "Not today!!"

[Verse 3]
Oddity is what you're calling me
There's more to this artist than the rapper that you thought you'd see
Put two peas in a pod and watch em blow up
Can't stomach what I'm giving you, it make you wanna throw up
Why can they not fathom the madness that haunts Matthew?
Instead they just taunt, laughing right at me and launch fast food
As if it were cabbages at me after my staunch attitude
Rapping is lost in the hassle of hawked platitudes
Not today cuz I'm hot today
Where the competition? All my peers seem to flock away
They're like "This guy is a strange man!"
Ain't no cheat codes, I'm just switching up the game plan
I'm the oddest condiment sonically saucing all the hits
I gotta walk the walk, I'm a scholar of nonsense homonyms
And homophones in bars so I'm all alone as I mosh in pits
Posh and prim and proper and flossing? Or pauper, all a mess?
Track Name: Can't Pipe Down
[Intro]
This song is for anyone who's dying to speak
Or for anyone who's in their head and trying to leave
I've settled my regrets and I'm inspired to lead
So if you need it, keep your eyes on me

[Verse 1]
I'm bout to be the muthafucka
Curb-stomped, turned off
Bullied by the beef and ballers stern talk
Stern talk? nerds gone
I'm hurting when I heard them but my first, thought's
Eat, tell the mufuckas I eat
I'm a glutton and I hunger, stay in the dirt behind me
Can't nobody sell 'em but I'm bumpin my beats
Come on turn em up and get to jumping like me
Chuh...I got it mufucka I'ma go for it
Over 10 years but got nothing to show for it
"Nope" I aint in it for the business but I'm dope boiii
I been the most inventive since the minute that I wrote
What I spoke, good lawwd, lemme testify
Embellished televangelists left to die
They selling hella stanzas, left and right
But I'd rather be a fan than regret my life

[Chorus ]
I'm underestimated, overeducated
And I can't relate to anybody in the game right now
I'm mainly underrated, I aint faking like I made it
But I came to make a statement and I can't pipe down
...And I can't pipe down
I came to make a statement and I can't pipe down
...nah I can't pipe down
And ! reckon I'ma rip it right now

[Verse 2]
I wanna be the one to spit the
First, verse, with a sure smirk
Like a sermon but you're worried bout the curse words
Curse words? bitch I heard, worse
I learned that a wordsmith works in a hearse
I'm dead, dammit mufucka I'm dead
Scrambling for funding, got a bullet in the breast
I'm bleeding on the beat, but believe in my breath
Bet I'm breathing my release, every reason I am
My music, come on mufucka, I'ma use it
Early pushing 30, but I'm sure that I'm a youth, kid
...some say that it's stupid to pursue this
And loose lips lose, listen, lucrative? Screw this
Awww...let the stress subside
If real recognize real, then forget your lies
I'm better off free, never petrified
So I'ma rock 'n' roll, reach, and caress the sky

[Verse 3]
I've been trying all my life to write a
Hype song, lights off
Im blinded by the sight but I'ma right wrongs
Right wrongs? Nice yall
Enlightenment is heightened by the pipe? Naw but its
Hot, I get it mufucka I'm not
I never been a bit of that, I'm bitter, I rot
The sentiments of sinners sever sediment, I rock
But I'm locked in a box, be it coffin or thought
Whoa...I'll show you mufuckas I know
How to roll with the beat, every punch in the flow
One or two quotes I roughed up as I wrote
Become a rumble off my tongue from my mufuckin throat
Yo...but yall molest the rhyme
You're showing no respect for the mesmerized
Am I set to thrive or am I pesticide?
I'll never be a veteran but let's decide