A deadly stranger
Hitting then with everything
They cannot See me like im a motherf*cking phantom
Rappers come to me
I'm quick to QuickDraw
With the best
Guns I take em out just to test
Stop for a sec
I gotta quest
Which one of these can open up a whole up on yo chest
Techni cal
All these cats are acting up like their skills
Are perfecto
They just simply top
Jesters
Look at the Statistics
Thinking you winning
You got dementia
When I go its ballistics
German Shepards coming out
Cause they sniffing
Smelling your fears
Your heart is going fast
Vitals are reading out slow cause I stop time
Really do magic
I'm the warlord of my mind
Hancho of the tribe
Purple blood coming out of my heart
No limits
You sinking
I'm swimming
And making every shot that
I'm taking
3 points
Call me Scottie pippen
Tapping into my inner devil but god is the Shepard
Theres no doubt in it
Throw a coin
And I'll be wining
Clouds are forming up
In Broad daylight
Storm is coming you better get cover
Acid rain is Burning
Thru the epidermis
Reaching on your nerves
But you still feeling
And Im here
Still kicking
Connecting myself with mars
God of war
Kratos
You
Planetary
My lines belong by the rings of saturn
And
With no tactics
I seem fantastic
Killing jokessss
They call me Batman
I'm
Moving with patience And Still getting it done
Let you go first and
I still be the one to bust
Most rappers
Don't know how to even throw
Trynna play major leagues
Trynna touch
You don't reach
Do the most
Run around like a chicken with no head
Loosing all your feathers
Im the one that breaking every ligaments
Every bone with no efforts
Cry
And I'll put your f*cking tears in a pede STAL
Active veteran
Body of fighter and mind of a warrior
Tom crouse
I'm a samurai
Got my mask
With my sword
Deep cutsss
Your favorite psychopath
Hate or love it I still be the one the one above it
Still be the one above it
Old school With this shit
I keep it cold
Just like an ice cream
This was produced by
Rob Nollan
Engineered by Brent Varela
We do this shit like no one else
Bitch
Matic - Deadly Stranger Lyrics
Matic - Deadly Stranger Lyrics
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A deadly stranger
Hitting then with everything
They cannot See me like im a motherf*cking phantom
Rappers come to me
I'm quick to QuickDraw
With the best
Guns I take em out just to test
Stop for a sec
I gotta quest
Which one of these can open up a whole up on yo chest
Techni cal
All these cats are acting up like their skills
Are perfecto
They just simply top
Jesters
Look at the Statistics
Thinking you winning
You got dementia
When I go its ballistics
German Shepards coming out
Cause they sniffing
Smelling your fears
Your heart is going fast
Vitals are reading out slow cause I stop time
Really do magic
I'm the warlord of my mind
Hancho of the tribe
Purple blood coming out of my heart
No limits
You sinking
I'm swimming
And making every shot that
I'm taking
3 points
Call me Scottie pippen
Tapping into my inner devil but god is the Shepard
Theres no doubt in it
Throw a coin
And I'll be wining
Clouds are forming up
In Broad daylight
Storm is coming you better get cover
Acid rain is Burning
Thru the epidermis
Reaching on your nerves
But you still feeling
And Im here
Still kicking
Connecting myself with mars
God of war
Kratos
You
Planetary
My lines belong by the rings of saturn
And
With no tactics
I seem fantastic
Killing jokessss
They call me Batman
I'm
Moving with patience And Still getting it done
Let you go first and
I still be the one to bust
Most rappers
Don't know how to even throw
Trynna play major leagues
Trynna touch
You don't reach
Do the most
Run around like a chicken with no head
Loosing all your feathers
Im the one that breaking every ligaments
Every bone with no efforts
Cry
And I'll put your f*cking tears in a pede STAL
Active veteran
Body of fighter and mind of a warrior
Tom crouse
I'm a samurai
Got my mask
With my sword
Deep cutsss
Your favorite psychopath
Hate or love it I still be the one the one above it
Still be the one above it
Old school With this shit
I keep it cold
Just like an ice cream
This was produced by
Rob Nollan
Engineered by Brent Varela
We do this shit like no one else
Bitch
Hitting then with everything
They cannot See me like im a motherf*cking phantom
Rappers come to me
I'm quick to QuickDraw
With the best
Guns I take em out just to test
Stop for a sec
I gotta quest
Which one of these can open up a whole up on yo chest
Techni cal
All these cats are acting up like their skills
Are perfecto
They just simply top
Jesters
Look at the Statistics
Thinking you winning
You got dementia
When I go its ballistics
German Shepards coming out
Cause they sniffing
Smelling your fears
Your heart is going fast
Vitals are reading out slow cause I stop time
Really do magic
I'm the warlord of my mind
Hancho of the tribe
Purple blood coming out of my heart
No limits
You sinking
I'm swimming
And making every shot that
I'm taking
3 points
Call me Scottie pippen
Tapping into my inner devil but god is the Shepard
Theres no doubt in it
Throw a coin
And I'll be wining
Clouds are forming up
In Broad daylight
Storm is coming you better get cover
Acid rain is Burning
Thru the epidermis
Reaching on your nerves
But you still feeling
And Im here
Still kicking
Connecting myself with mars
God of war
Kratos
You
Planetary
My lines belong by the rings of saturn
And
With no tactics
I seem fantastic
Killing jokessss
They call me Batman
I'm
Moving with patience And Still getting it done
Let you go first and
I still be the one to bust
Most rappers
Don't know how to even throw
Trynna play major leagues
Trynna touch
You don't reach
Do the most
Run around like a chicken with no head
Loosing all your feathers
Im the one that breaking every ligaments
Every bone with no efforts
Cry
And I'll put your f*cking tears in a pede STAL
Active veteran
Body of fighter and mind of a warrior
Tom crouse
I'm a samurai
Got my mask
With my sword
Deep cutsss
Your favorite psychopath
Hate or love it I still be the one the one above it
Still be the one above it
Old school With this shit
I keep it cold
Just like an ice cream
This was produced by
Rob Nollan
Engineered by Brent Varela
We do this shit like no one else
Bitch
Writer: Cesar Golindano Espanol
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave