MISS MACRO
Miss Macro spits rap flows hot like tea or coffee
To-be or not be, see or stop me, eat emcees over these hot beats
Welcome to a world where every word chases
Flirtatious further earth stationed to gain a first name basis
Hiss and listen loud kids, this disembowelled chick is wow
Chickens, cows sit around, spit fir Mrs Doubt
Sickened mouth, lit and doused, wick taunts the talkers
Naught endorsements, naughty daughters all caught me cornered
Enthralling authors publish rubbish, love lifts weights to shoot
Face the truth; shaded fruits taste of tailored wasted youth.
Paper Zeus. Crash and crush, axe and slash the fascist f****
Pack-us up with acts of love, that's enough now quack as ducks.
Clutch your sword and shield the wall will wield, they'll walk towards the hills
So begins the swarm of kill that stalks the sordid war of wills
Death in mega doses, bed of roses, rest your head 'n toes'
Set in motion, best kept separatist dead emotions.
Better Moses on down to the corner store towards the court of law
Waterfall all you thoughts and talk of what you caught it for.
See they say rap's a game, but I don't care whose in front
I'm the heroine who leaves your head nodding like you're using junk.
Miss Macro spits rap flows hot like tea or coffee
To-be or not be, see or stop me, eat emcees over these hot beats
Welcome to a world where every word chases
Flirtatious further earth stationed to gain a first name basis
This is it. Put your hand up. Till they reach the sky
Pizza pie, eat the slice. We all just want a piece of life
I'll leave this light on so y'all can watch my heart's scarlet dance
Carve on hands, shadows sharp and stab the glass of lava lamps.
Artefacts of art and facts, pardon chaps, my skill n' flow
Is ill and oh, sticks to the killers code that only villains know
So spray your way forth to trains of thought you shouldn't be thinking.
My shows shake the floor make y'all jump 'till you leave limping,
Scorched by sunrays, tongue saves love compadres
You can come stay at my mum's place you bunch 'a f****** f*** faces.
I can hear the vacuum whispering, "clip her wings" in spinning force
My lips can kick in doors and this is all I think I'm living for.
Bless art and god, rough eczema that's soft, yes laugh it off
'Till your head starts to stop. Pass it on 'X marks the spot'.
Wait...life's just a big 1800-booty call
Macromantics spreading love that comes with cooties y'all.
Tutti-Fruity talk. As long as it's passionate it's Mac n' s***
Smacking' six pack of rapping with the fattest wit, spat back at this
Activist whose head is twist. Yeah I said it b****
This text Oedipus makes fellas flip, I'm throwing Ella Fitz...
It's all jazz baby. Life. Improvised moments. Self-battalions. Truth and mirrors. It's all jazz....
Miss Macro spits rap flows hot like tea or coffee
To-be or not be, see or stop me, eat emcees over these hot beats
Welcome to a world where every word chases
Flirtatious further earth stationed to gain a first name basis
Ba-ba black sheep have you any wool
This sin city's full of critical kids who think they're pretty cool
But I'm a play safe, straight break until they take shape,
Drape lace over the fake and then save face
Miss Macro spits rap flows hot like tea or coffee
To-be or not be, see or stop me, eat emcees over these hot beats
Welcome to a world where every word chases
Flirtatious further earth stationed to gain a first name basis
Hiss and listen loud kids, this disembowelled chick is wow
Chickens, cows sit around, spit fir Mrs Doubt
Sickened mouth, lit and doused, wick taunts the talkers
Naught endorsements, naughty daughters all caught me cornered
Enthralling authors publish rubbish, love lifts weights to shoot
Face the truth; shaded fruits taste of tailored wasted youth.
Paper Zeus. Crash and crush, axe and slash the fascist f****
Pack-us up with acts of love, that's enough now quack as ducks.
Clutch your sword and shield the wall will wield, they'll walk towards the hills
So begins the swarm of kill that stalks the sordid war of wills
Death in mega doses, bed of roses, rest your head 'n toes'
Set in motion, best kept separatist dead emotions.
Better Moses on down to the corner store towards the court of law
Waterfall all you thoughts and talk of what you caught it for.
See they say rap's a game, but I don't care whose in front
I'm the heroine who leaves your head nodding like you're using junk.
Miss Macro spits rap flows hot like tea or coffee
To-be or not be, see or stop me, eat emcees over these hot beats
Welcome to a world where every word chases
Flirtatious further earth stationed to gain a first name basis
This is it. Put your hand up. Till they reach the sky
Pizza pie, eat the slice. We all just want a piece of life
I'll leave this light on so y'all can watch my heart's scarlet dance
Carve on hands, shadows sharp and stab the glass of lava lamps.
Artefacts of art and facts, pardon chaps, my skill n' flow
Is ill and oh, sticks to the killers code that only villains know
So spray your way forth to trains of thought you shouldn't be thinking.
My shows shake the floor make y'all jump 'till you leave limping,
Scorched by sunrays, tongue saves love compadres
You can come stay at my mum's place you bunch 'a f****** f*** faces.
I can hear the vacuum whispering, "clip her wings" in spinning force
My lips can kick in doors and this is all I think I'm living for.
Bless art and god, rough eczema that's soft, yes laugh it off
'Till your head starts to stop. Pass it on 'X marks the spot'.
Wait...life's just a big 1800-booty call
Macromantics spreading love that comes with cooties y'all.
Tutti-Fruity talk. As long as it's passionate it's Mac n' s***
Smacking' six pack of rapping with the fattest wit, spat back at this
Activist whose head is twist. Yeah I said it b****
This text Oedipus makes fellas flip, I'm throwing Ella Fitz...
It's all jazz baby. Life. Improvised moments. Self-battalions. Truth and mirrors. It's all jazz....
Miss Macro spits rap flows hot like tea or coffee
To-be or not be, see or stop me, eat emcees over these hot beats
Welcome to a world where every word chases
Flirtatious further earth stationed to gain a first name basis
Ba-ba black sheep have you any wool
This sin city's full of critical kids who think they're pretty cool
But I'm a play safe, straight break until they take shape,
Drape lace over the fake and then save face