Call Me Mr Matik

(Hook)

Quick and rapid, you can call me Mr Matik

My lyric technique is complex and systematic

I phoned up mayhem tell him grip the matic

Splashing MC's head tops, and leave 'em in the attic!

Quick and rapid, you can call me Mr Matik

My lyric technique is complex and systematic

I'll phone up Jeremiah tell him grip the matic

Splashing MC's head tops, and leave him in the attic!

(Verse 1)

My brain is full up with baking thoughts

Like breaking jaws

And chasing people around the room

And then snapping bones with blatant force

When I'm breaking laws

I'm dressed in black, I'll break in doors

Use my nose to find the treasure

Cannabis crops I'm taking yours

[?] and stack the paper

Then fuck off back to nature

Pack my bags, say goodbye

Leave the country, catch you later

I'm a disaster maker

You're a dirty masturbator

In a rave don't get brave

You ain't no [?]

I know tantric hypnosis

When I see girls I grip those tits

She made my dick go stiff and now she's screaming

"It's so big!"

I don't wanna kiss those lips

I'll open her legs and grip those hips

I made your girl cum

You know my tongue don't lick those clits

And I think so sick

And I make my P when I pimp those chicks

I don't flip no bricks

And I don't do crack or sniff no shit

My quick flows sick

You got a shit flow prick

I'll make an MC show me his hands

Then pull out my knife then slit those wrists

When I bring the force

I'm freezing cold like in a morgue

I'll swing for jaws with ninja swords

And leave you fucked like intercourse

Pour acid in your corpse

Dissect you into fours

Use petrol burn the pieces

And leave you sprinkled in the floors

When I bring the pain

Inject poison in your vain

Stick my axe inside your head

Stab a [?] goes in your brain

We don't think the same

I'll swing a blade straight in your face

And then dig a hole about six foot deep

And leave you face down in your grave

Mr Trau-man-a-matik I'm a formin-abid-able avenger

With an evil, angry, vicious, violent

Extro-dinarily bad temper

Mr Trau-man-a-matik ele-elemental member

Come through with a kung fu technique

And I'll stick your face in a blender

You can call me Mr Traumatik

Born the 24th of November

I'll challenge any contender

Chinese torture, make 'em surrender

I've got an evil agenda

I'm a twisted evil offender

Kung fu kick when I enter

Leave MCs in a medical centre

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

I show emotions when I'm speaking

Its not just words, init

The government are talking shit

I wouldn't believe a word of it

Just be strong and positive

We're going through the worst of it

Your thoughts become reality

Your words are like a curse, init

Telekinesis and telepathy, I'm learnin' it

When people talk about me

My ears start to burn init

Paradise is near, but people ain't deservin' it

The earth is like a living being, we're about to murder it

My slave name is Marcus

You can call me Traums

The government, they're killing us

With man-made storms

Artificial viruses, mutated forms

No fairy tales I'm not talking unicorns

They're killing us with chem-trails

And fluoride in your water

Your food is full of toxins

And it's causing mental torture

My slave name is Marcus

You can call me Trauma

All I see is chaos, hatred and disorder

Intergalactic energies, altering your anatomy

One hundred [?]

Spinning round the galaxy

The earth is giving birth

To a being called humanity

It's going to be messy

Loads of blood and loads of agony

It's going to be chaos

Loads of violence, loads of anarchy

All I see is hatred, jealousy and vanity

People use brutality aggressively and savagely

My speciality is practically insanity

This new-world strategy

Is killing us dramatically

They use analogies

And dumbin' us down gradually

So don't be sad if someone dies

Don't cry it's not a tragedy

Death is an illusion, all there is, is immortality

Try challenge me

I research fanatically

When it comes to deepness, no-one's in my category

Now I see the clarity

Life is like a holographic virtual reality