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A Matter of Fact - Obscure [Lyrics in Description]

A Matter of Fact - Obscure [Lyrics in Description] Giving em the beat down
kids on the feet now
all going ill
cause I'm sick
can't defeat now
don't walk in my path
cause I'm mad and I'm senile
and I'm back with a new round
custom surround sound
don't step in my playground
recess I'm telling you your outbound
don't you see that I'm
wearing the king crown
wearing ya team down
wipe with a tea towel  

And it's over
in just 30 seconds I takeover
got more ready yeah
cause I need the exposure
got weight from the lyrics
that I carry on my shoulder
I'm fast when I spit
yeah I spin like a motor
never stop written I was born a composer
(fuck that motherfucker I'ma supernova x2)

Ready, always steady
if I had the money
I'd be shooting with the semi,
pick up the machete
cut you up in pieces,
store you in the belly of the beast
sick yeah I'm going the streak,
deadly better leave
get em in a week, less
get em the face and their left in a mess
am I blessed or a curse
murdered a verse
all going 'sik' but this isn't the first
when I spit these flames
I'll be taking the names 
you could get burnt
from the shit that I say,
spark attached to a plug
ignite the bars,
my brains an electronic change
this is my birthright
I'm leaving my mark
pass me the knife and I'll carve
I said pass me the knife and I'll carve-carve

Killing always thrilling
got these fucking dreams
and I won't stop till I'm fulfilling
I've got a screw that is loose
no ones offers to drill it
but I don't care that's its loose
I'll be runnin to finish
but there's no lines in my race
so I'll never be finished
and I'll be rhyming through the days
when the pace won't diminish
you'll be looking in my eyes
I'll be looking back grinning
cause when I look into my eyes
I see the biggest in Britain

I'm like woe
bars so sick
when I spit
yo I'm dark
but the place is lit
your pace ain't shit
a pace doesn't even exist,
mate are you pissed
shots that have missed,
and I've seen more in the mist and smoke,
and I can't see shit but this isn't a joke like you,
my bars all dome and they leaving you blue
while you sat and you're thinking
what you gonna do
can't run cause ya lose
can't face it the truth
if you face you will lose
I'm the best in the booth
I'm the best for a fact
your bars that I've taxed
its been shown on the billboards,
wrote on the plaque
if you purchased a rap top truck set
I'd be the best in the pack
no I never turn back
obscure lurks in the darkness,
and skill never lack
its a matter of fact...

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