[Verse 1]
So I’m hitting these bars like I'm Sterling Archer, I'm surely sharper
Roberto Belcher with beef I'ma burn you charred hurt, my burgers larger
Verses scar ya, wordsll Mar ya, not meant to murder but I'm a sick carver
My Cursed heart is working harder than any impotent and worthless artists
I guess everyone here is in therapy, and they’re scared because they cannot bear to see
All These parodies out here in clarity, aware that the freaks are all sharing dreams
They’re their Pairing evil and daring deeds, from tearing it up in these scary streets
With fairly decent and barely cheesy jams, but weakened airs released
...you hover above this? I'ma uppercut your McNuggets
And I’ll have you stumbling wondering how you can undo all of your dumb hits
I'm done with this, nothing can get me up gunning like malicious tongue twists
So listen up for this kid to spit bitch, and fuck your club hits
Cuz I’m a habitual vocalist, I said it I meant it, how dope is this?
I’m focusing and honing in, whatever a reverie hoax this is
Forever and never, the moment’s slim, regret or forget it, I’m over this
I hope this isn’t no beginning, I’m better in rhetoric, spoken sin
[Verse 2]
Yall are some Dr. Loomis like you're all scared of the mic (Mike)
Like All of the music that I’ma write is frightening, a werewolf at night
A Miracle blight, it's like I’m a Lycan sick with a terrible bite
But then I can hide behind my guise inside of my mirror and light
Yeah Matt is a radical activist with the wrath of a pathogen
My attack’ll be rapidly quick, when I slap ‘em with adjectives
A tragic affliction, and I'm wreaking havoc while rapping this
with my massively passionate acts of savagery, ravenous
And I'm willing to drill into competition n kill ‘em
From within, illness in rhythm, my skill’s distilled into venom, I'll dead ‘em
I’m unlevelheaded, bent on wrecking phonetics
And I'm set to decimate any pathetic Redditor unthreaded, get it?
If y’all wanna dig up the ditch I've been in, give this a spin
Common? All of my knowledge is infinite, I’m omniscient
This is it, its omnipotence, bigger than any, Its definitely
Deafening when records spit go harder than quality veterans
[Verse 3]
Dammit I'm crammed in this banana stand scripting all the sickest jams
It can't be only me unless I'm twisted up like an ampersand
"Can it man?" It beats me, this instrumental’s banging and
My tempo is impeccable like I’m George-Michael on candid cam
Jamming with no metronome, infected vocals and deadly flow
I’m beestin, hear me breathe on a beat, y’all won't need a stethoscope
Forget the note, I'll let ‘em know, so yo, let go of my testicles
All of y’all are breaking my balls, I’m exploding, get your G.O.A.T.
credits
from Tisse,
released April 20, 2015
Prod. Epik The Dawn
Mixed by Sinatti Pop
"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.
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023