Waste Matter

[Chorus X4]

C4 on your chest, I blow you to waste matter

Cake batter, letting the plates shatter

[Verse]

All I needed was a reason to heat the beacon

Beat it bitch, handing out my season greetings

And they really not nice, picking a fight

With whoever I want to deal the damage

Just to do it out of spite

Shoot a fat bitch in the face, dead weight

Screws loose in my noggin can't rehabilitate

Facilitate hate, never had a clean plate

And if i ever did i would still dirty it, that's fate

Instilling thе fear here in thе sphere

That ya still hold dear to ya peers from years back

I appear just to fill in the gap and disappear

Give a pimp slap to the game take a lil nap

Mothafucka I'm eccentric

Hell-bent And skeptic

Relentless, plant a seed in ya mouth, ferment it

Demented, grab you by the neck and bend it

Form a virus on you undocumented just to test it

[Chorus X4]

C4 on your chest, I blow you to waste matter

Cake batter, letting the plates shatter