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Catastrophe Songtext
von Harry Mack

Catastrophe Songtext

Yo, yuh, yuh, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yo, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Check it, uh

I don′t ever lie
Only thing I'm tellin′ is facts
Treat the beat like a candle, then I'm meltin' the wax
H-Mack, man I never been no hypocrite
Every time I spit this shit like I lit the wick
I said I′m on fire

E′erybody see the blue flame
Lit like a candle, got the bic with the butane, uh
I'm comin′ off the top of the mind
People get to buggin' when I′m rockin' my rhymes
Make y′all want it in the worst way, 'ey
I be lit like the candles on your birthday, 'ey
If you want the real, go ahead and press play
Seein′ through the BS like a X-ray
I′m about to improvise a essay, woo!


I go deep, drop a lot o' facts, ′ey, 'ey
Rappers fake, like a candle made o′ wax, hold up
They like Ripley's believe it or not
They in the wax museum, they ain′t even that hot
But I'm a real human, flesh and bone
I'm about to test your zone, ′ey
Know for gettin′ busy when I'm on this microphone
′Ey, I'm up in it, people better know that I go home
To the session, then I drop bars like a xylophone, whoa!

I′m really crushin', homie, it ain′t really nothin'
Mack ain't never bluffin′, xylophone, yo, that′s percussion
Well, it makes sense 'cause I′m percussive when I drop my vision
AKA when I be rappin', e′erybody feel my rhythm

What! Ah! What! Ah! What! Ah! What! Look!

Come off the top o' the mental, whenever I′m rhymin', I throw down
Yeah, on omegle, they all be lovin' my sound
I′m back in it, rappers gettin′ mad at me, I use my faculties
To bring a natural disaster, I cause a catastrophe, what!
Uh, every time I rhyme, it's from the purest brain
I′m 'bout to blow up like volcano, bring a hurricane

Yeah, catastrophic every time I rap with logic
Hey oh, I′m 'bout to force these other wack cats to back off it
Uh, I keep movin′, I'm constantly improvin'
Yeah, this ain′t a rapper, this a fuckin′ movement
Uh, hey oh, you know my lyrics cleaner


I cause catastrophe, somebody better call FEMA
Yeah, we need relief, I ain't got no beef
Rappers bitin′ my style, they got my lyrics in they teeth
Listen, I be a master, disaster-causin', do this often
Got the whole game in a coffin

Listen, hey oh, y′all know I'm known for spittin′ absurd
I was like, guys, you gotta give me long-ass words!
Uh, and yo, you know that my freestyles dominate it
I was like, give me somethin' kinda complicated!
Yeah, I'm about to leave the track scarred

They were like, um, damn, this shit′s fuckin′ hard!
I know, I put y'all on the spot
But finally we here and I came to rock it hot
Look, make you cover your mouth when I′m rhymin', it′s lyrics that I'm dealin′, fam
I'm 'bout to have your head spinnin′ like your ceilin′ fan

Yeah, y'all know I′m doin' what I wanna do
When it comes to lyrics, y′all know they about to honor dude
Listen, and you know that I'm all on the rhyme spree
Multiple colors just like the flag behind these
Girls, I see it, listen, I get loosest with the rhymes

Hey, H-Mack, y′all know I'm producin' all the shine
Hold up, and I ain′t weak, you know I′m speakin' with the pure voice
You got two bracelets and one′s turquoise
I see the beads, listen, I'ma break it down with ease
H-Mack, known for improvisin′ with the frees

Listen, hey oh, I rap rare, I'm in my black chair
One got the blonde hair, one got the black hair
Hey oh, I call out what I see right in front o′ me
So what's it gonna be? I cause catastrophe, I'm thundery
I bring the storm, lit like the candle, full circle
I′m known for gettin′ loose and makin' y′all laugh like Urkel
Hold up, I got you sayin', wow

I can see it from your mouth
You can′t believe me right now
Listen, and y'all know I get mean with raps
I make you laugh, cover your forehead, then lean on back
Can′t believe what's happenin', I′m rappin′ in a whole 'nother language
Rappers, I fill ′em with anguish

You know I back up my claims when I throw it down, I be flamin'
Just like the wick o′ the candle, I hit your toes in the sandals with the anvils
Mack off the top, throwin' down for my peeps
Every time that I rhyme off the tip o′ the mental, I'm goin' in deep, what′s good

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