Matilda (feat. Joseph Chilliams)

Saba

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    [Joseph Chilliams]
    Get caught up in a reflection like Narcissus
    My heart is like waves with a part in it
    You should brush up on it
    Get familiar, Joseph Chilliams kill ya
    Yes he can, like Bob builder
    Firearm wielder, with a pen in my hand
    My thoughts move you like Matilda
    Perform voodoo with diction
    The one that flew over the cuckoo's nest like chickens
    Am I sensing resentment? Well stop watching the lifetime channel
    Cause this here is primetime ammo
    Like Janet, and the tit seen around the planet
    Get to know, like Bobby Brown and blow
    Everybody knows, like I'm in the garden growing vegetables
    Cause it shows, like I bruise easily
    Losings predetermined if we need to vis-à-vis
    The unflappable vanguard
    You already know it, fucking with me, you better come hard (no homo)
    Maybe that was out of order
    Like this whole courtroom, but there is no justice it's just us
    Brother
    Black exploitation like the undercover brothers

    [Saba]
    Get caught up in a reflection like kiddy pools
    My art is like the babes in the video
    You ain't touching me (bounce that ass)
    Get comfortable, class in session like summer school
    I'm the last one standing like royal rumbles with 100 dudes
    So who's that? You got a hunch or two?
    I'm back like the hunchback after 300 lose (spartans)
    King Leonidas, I'm on top of my flow like Poseidon
    Pissing on everything in the water coming through
    So find me, with a gun and
    Bombing bodies at parties for nothing, just because it's fun to you
    So turn up, turn up
    Ain't no telling where you turn up, on the furniture or furnace
    Burn ya, iron and scorch and abort this mission
    I'm sick of this like Aborigine must be pissed with location switching
    Radio station switching, please do not play that here man
    I bet they pay to see me, remake a pay for CD's
    Like screw your internet and your cable, push it to the max like beta
    So I Dreamcast like a forecast, nigga it don't rain it's Sega
    Vincent Vega, your diction is fiction
    I send it to you like my curtain then burp like I'm finished with him
    Me and your girl bump and grind like a pendulum nigga

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    Back up in that ass
    For the 9 dre
    Aftermath production
    Motherfucker
    PIVOT!

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    Composition: Saba and Joseph Chilliams

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