​blood in the gutter
[prod. by mr. master]

[verse: mr. master]
Matamoney master, I'm a mastodon
Atom bomb to the punch line at the after prom
Sounds like a stand up special when the album drops
All the laughs my tracks’ve got, cast me in Spamalot
Ferocious beast with the dots, I go Hamilton Hocks
They ain't think that I thought it, thought I was Cleverbot
Thought I was Ahkenaten, people always ask a lot
How the fans flock. They trust my answers, mr. magic conch
My Odyssey’s less Homer, more of a Magnavox
Ran Thor for the hammer. Murder in Ragnarok
Factory power maximum overdrive to the terawatts
Lightning shooting out my fingers like I’m Static Shock
I'm really out here on the internet. No parent block
Y'all ain't really bout that internet. Y'all Daniel Tosh
Souleaux just broke God’s Gift down on The Passion of Christ
Most religious experience I've had in my life
Like live from Northridge, it's Saturday night
Fahrenheit. Carry the flame with kerosene
In every scene, I'm Meryl Streep. On stage, on screen
The SAG treat me like a sage. What can they say bout me?
Bad mother shut your mouth. Bad mother take your seat
Your dinner tastes like trash. My dinner tastes like treats
I had to break that fast. I had to bake that feast
I had to hone my craft. I had to make mad beats
So I am not that bad, I am okay at least
Cruise by Breakdance Beach with Hail Mary Mallon
Hotboxin’ a Maybach beast
With the spray tan seats that recline way back east
Are you talkin’ to me? I'm Travis Bickle, straight attackin' liberals
I’m taxi driven. These rappers missin’, hold candle vigil
Italian hitman done whacked him. Baseball bat to temple
Made it look accidental. 24-hour action central
I'm Jeff Buckley with a Savage dougie
I'm Bud Bundy with my rapper buddies
My bunch funky. Getting acting money
Bout to tour the planet, trappin’ out a Town & Country
Travelin’, I'm Travis Touchdown. Travis Pastrana front flip
I feel like Noname Gypsy. I feel like Donnie Trumpet
I feel like Grandma drummin’
They thought that it was a whole production
Me by my lonesome, but I'm always humble
Band of brothers beside me in case it all goes under
Second bananas get the Bam Bam. No Barney Rubble
Red Bull chuggin', my stomach rumble
New content on the double
Workin', tryna re-pop the dot-com bubble
My life is a really long-winded logic puzzle
And I’m just singin’ my song while I stomp in puddles
No body doubles. I do all my stuntin’
Good Will Huntin’ the way I solve the function
We pull up lookin’ like the Baldwin brothers
Y'all pull up lookin’ like Sally Struthers
Math with massive numbers
Rock the flannel without jackin' lumber
Monty Python song and dance. Y'all just jack each other
Master the masked wonder
Capital Punishment. Added accompaniment
Anarchist cooking show. Phone tapped by the government
Everybody in my crew knows how to harlem shake
Marble statues and marbled steak. Netflix original
Send the message subliminal. Sex in the Lion King
Weapons’re firing as the choir sings
Should start a bank with all this interest I'm acquiring
I’m gonna play a show in space then I'm retiring
Count. Pointer count. Fans point him out
Said it's hard to understand me. All this spam in my mouth
Said it's hard to get me standin’. Nah, I'm stayin’ in this couch
Catch me raising sand with Robert Plant and Alison Krauss
Master Big Mouth Billy Bass. You can't sing with the trout
You can't hang with the trout. They demand a recount
This that balcony scene with that Check Yes Juliet kinda queen
She got that m tatted on her back to commemorate me
I got that pixel on my finger 'cause my gestures obscene
I pull that heart outta your chest just to test if it beats
I pull that ball outta your hands. Won't pass to the rest of the team
I pull that trigger on that pistol without ever telling you freeze
Used to be no girls allowed in the treehouse
Now the girls won't let me out. Meow
Deep house beat loud. The E drowns
Oh, I see now why she's down
The homie ultra get the critics all beat down
Binge The Get Down on geese down
Had to have it rewound ‘cause I fell asleep 'round
The part where they meet Shao for the first time
Master's. Catch me in clown college studying mime
Way too many scrubs gettin’ buddy buddy with mines
They gon’ have to check themselves for recovery signs
They gon' have to bill themselves for those hospital fees
They gon’ have to rid themselves of that awful disease
Y'all sniffin’ beak flowers from the plague doctor
I come through with the germ theory to save all ya
I come through with the penicillin to save all ya
Free three-point seatbelt to save all ya
Say “kossa mama sa mama say mama.”
Coverin’ Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa at their concert
It's just me and the money havin’ a starin’ contest
Y'all just stare where the money was, wonderin’ where it all went
Half David Foster Wallace, half Eric Koston, Half Eric Andre
Half Peewee Herman, half Peewee Longway
Half Breezy Lovejoy. Half paying attention
1/16 Cherokee if you need directions!
Spaghetti western except they set in San Fernando
Superbad in the parking lot with the cop car whippin’
I record in a Star Fleet Academy building
Then step out into Sky High and hang with the villians
I look like Billy Dee Williams as Lando Calrissian
But cute ain't what I aim for. The academy isn't
Always tryna make you laugh when I'm spittin’
Cause the way that I been laughing to the bank from this business
I have to be kiddin’
Hoodie in the summer. I have to be sweating
Myth that the track’ll glitch your phone back to factory settings
No camera edits, no supernatural presence
You're just pickin’ cards and I just magically guess them right
Every single time. They're like how in the hell did...?
But true magicians never reveal their actual methods
It's all free online, you just have to go get it
Master’s next. No happier ending