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"Heavy Flows" is a track by Mr Traumatik, from the album Dark Matters (Special Edition), released 30th November 2016. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Wunsen [Hook: Mr Traumatik] You know my content is offensive You know it's monstrous and demented Stick the metal to your mouth, I'm not a dentist I'm leaving you infected with an abscess and a cleft lip You know my content is offensive You know it's monstrous and demented Stick the metal to your mouth, I'm not a dentist I'm leaving you infected with an abscess and a cleft lip You must be asking for a death wish I'll eat your liver, your kidneys and appendix Fuck life in prison, that's hectic I don't like long sentences I'm dyslexic [Verse 1: Mr Traumatik] My heavy flows are very cold And underground like buried gold I masturbate in jelly bowls And wipe the juice on Kelly's nose I don't like sweaty hoes With messy clothes or belly folds That's very gross like smelly toes Or eating cold spaghetti toast (ew) They're not ready no? Two, one, get set ready go There's people chantin' Givin' 'em an evil glance I'm legendary though I saw some crazy shit That's why I keep machetes close And violence ain't option Sometimes it's necessary though I'm freezing cold I'm talking minus two degrees Don't be rude to me I'll punch you in the face brutally (blam blam) And when you're dead No one is going to write your eulogy (no one) I'm talking truthfully I've seen it all It's none new to me In my community there's violence Always, usually (there is) It's fuckin' lunacy These people need some unity I give 'em fruity weed And tell 'em have this bluey cheese It seems to me The human race is still going through puberty (that's real) I'm freezing cold I'm talking minus three degrees (wow) I love tantric sex All day and night So please believe I don't do hugs and cuddles I just beat and leave My work rate comes first Mate, I'll finish a beat then leave This planet is traumatic I don't see no decency That's why I'm talking facts That's why I'm preaching peace And I'm a vegan I don't eat no meat and cheese And I'm expanding consciousness With telekinetic frequencies Watch how I deliver the heat (fire) I will diminish a beat And when I'm masturbating in public I'm all about giving a speech And I don't live on a beach I come from Wales My lyrics are deep And I've got women in Greece Who feed me grapes For livin' in peace And dirty feels like givin' a speech I told the whole my dick is a beast Don't swallow it Like vitamin D I'm rippin' and dippin' and nibblin' bleech But I won't tickle her feet They smell like pickle and meat I'm nearly sick of them feet So, wow these girls are sickening freaks Wunsen [Hook: Mr Traumatik] You know my content is offensive You know it's monstrous and demented Stick the metal to your mouth, I'm not a dentist I'm leaving you infected with an abscess and a cleft lip You know my content is offensive You know it's monstrous and demented Stick the metal to your mouth, I'm not a dentist I'm leaving you infected with an abscess and a cleft lip You must be asking for a death wish I'll eat your liver, your kidneys and appendix Fuck life in prison, that's hectic I don't like long sentences I'm dyslexic [Verse 2: Devilman] I've got intergalactic powers Rainin' down on MCs like stormy showers Take some MDMA fuck a bitch for hours Smoke a spliff And then wash it down with some apple sours Fuckin' a bitch for hours The bitch was suckin' my dick for hours Fuck a Valentine I'm not gonna buy you flowers It's all a big illusion Like the Twin Towers I've got the lyrical energy I've got the lyrical magical powers (Wunsen) I'm that herbalistical Dirty mystical, herbalistical smoker Comin' on in like Poker Not into no mediocre Get with your girlfriend and stroke her Introduce her to the poker (you know what I mean, yeah!) Coulda' been La Vida Loca Wet her up like Super Soaker You know me I had to choke her Put my hands around her neck Then pull on her hair and bend her over I'm always high I can never be sober After the rave I always get high with the promoter I'm lyrically expensive Inoculate and intensive I've got a million senses Might end up in a dentist I'm that lyrical apprentice Leave their bodies in trenches Like the army I'm defensive Shoot out your contact lenses Don't tell me about cash I got fifties, I got twenties Handle my own expenses Smoke a man like Ted Benson Don't call my name or mention I'm from another dimension Don't call my name or mention I'm from another dimension I'm like a mad assassin Walking around with an automatic Me and Traumatik When we get together we're too dramatic Gimme the beat or just attack it Still got bodies in my attic Still ain't waiting around for traffic Ain't got time for a democratic Can you handle it or hack it I'm a lyrical murderer Better put that in a bracket I'm always makin' a racket In my stone island jacket My bars are electrical But I ain't talking static (fuck off)
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