Mad.S - Hush (feat. Magro & Sin7ven) Lyrics

Welcome to the mind of a dreaming insomniac
Sorry if you thought I'd be leading with something whack
Run it back... that's really a f*cking rap (wrap)
Money bag, not to brag, but I'm feeling bloody bad
Need a hundred grand, f*cking stat, that's a pay cut
Feed the f*cking man, what is that? Not bacon
Fake love to these bitches tryna hide behind their make-up
You don't wanna be here on the day when I finally wake up
They think they know me, they don't know shit tho
If you find the game is hard, then motherf*cking quit bro
I'll quick scope, in the dick, just for the bit bro
Take a hint or take a hit, just don't f*ck up the spliff tho
Big smoke, my fit glows with that drip drop
Hip hop, ain't been the same, ever since I picked up
Kick off my shoes, it's lonely on the tip top
Bib bobbidi boo, wish it would shut a kid up

Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work
Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

A single letter in the difference,
So you know it's Mags and Mads, you better never miss it
I got deadlines and dates, you bet I went and missed it
My alarm set, but my hard head didn't get it
Need to wake up, but I do my best work
When I stay up, and then sleep in
My head hurt, neck burnt, but the bed work
So my head turnt to the side when I'm sleeping
So go ahead and ask me if I heard of you
And if I have to think about it, I already murdered you
I ain't wasting time cuz it honestly isn't worth it to
And you should quit this rapping shit, obviously it ain't work for you
I take my time to jot raps, and it shows
I don't freestyle, I plot maps for the flows
Oh you got style? You not Matt? Then you don't
I think it's high time to trot back to the boat
Need to sail off to the sunset, maybe sleep on it
This napping is hard work, just to be honest
But if you want the song of your dreams
Then you really need my voice to be on it

Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work
Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Melancholic on a track, spit black bile
Infohazard transmitted via FLAC file
I'm pant-shittingly skilled, you facsimiles
Swear we don't compare like your wack similes
Asking in whose dream are we in
Basking in neuroses, so deep, lamping, in your REM
Oh I upset you? Sorry then
Pardon me and come over for a tea party in my darkly den
Fly into the dreamvale
Cunning folk know but the neophyte blind to the detail
Dreams of the dying in my journal
If you want meaning I could prolly find you a kernel
For a price, nothing free wrung from demoniac hands
Poor mice better pony up bands
Horrified, is this your mortified mans?
Hands up, I'm just after my bow of Ash Yams
People so love payback, most times
Even though some days that hope dies
Try to catch a boot, my brain quakes in strange ways
Who'd have thought? I am Absolute

Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work
Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work
Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work
Shh, hush, man shut up
All that f*cking talking that you're doing better stop
Shh, quiet, don't say a word
You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work