Mac Lethal Sledgehammer Lyrics

Man they grill dusted so they f___in duckin like a steel musket
Be pumpin but they didn't feel nothin
Now the puppet master's got his grill busted
I bludgeon with a blessin coming with 1100 buzzards
I'm the m_________in essence of a present-day steel dungeon
Pyrotechnic thoughts flow, battle tanks wheels crushin
what lies ahead then
I'm lookin through the Odyssey
Learned about my future in the book of Deuteronomy
They told me I should make a drug and hook the new economy
And now I got 'em
But not with cocaine, but bass thumps that rattle bottoms
Because convenience is a drug
The world is just a sheep farm
Bloated, beatin Jesus to the mud
Misquote 'em, choke 'em, sweep 'em under rug
Split, tongue down the drum, suck out the blood
And feed the other dumb s___s
One thousand one decent years in the sky, won't die
Dematerialized, no lies, demon ears a surprise
No eyes, no senses, could witness
The way that Black Clover came here to rip this

We got a tall glass of Classic to sit y'all down
So you can scratch at your heads as the trunk goes pow
Like we were at the train tracks workin hard
Cause the caboose is the d___ train's only heart
We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend
We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend
We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend
We'll put your body back together friend, we put your body back together friend, back together friend

Hey
There goes David MacLeary, he got them weird flows
Treating everybody in the crowd like they're scarecrows
He's top-seeded with all obstacles completed
But he thinks that rapping in third person is too conceited
So I'm back, I'm smellin the harvest, I'm smellin smoke
The only thing I've been offended by is that you think I'm telling jokes
Like if Yoko Ono gave you herpes, would that be strawberry fields forever? (forever?)
I grind with the syncopated measures
I alleviate the pressure
I'm a miscreant, a deviant of lectures
I'ma keep forever brief my mystique'll keep me glued
I'ma rectify this wreck (?) til Sadiq approves
But sorry I'm not shootin any thugs, I rap about food and gettin buzzed
Cause that's all I do, it's all I love
I'm removin both the gloves and I'm leavin my fingerprints
Now you can trace me back to every single beat I rip