Call Me Mr Matik
    (专辑: Traumatised Volume 3 - 2013)
    
    Quick and rapid, you can call me Mr Matik  My lyric technique is complex and systematic  I 
phoned up mayhem tell him grip the 
matic  Splashing MC's head tops, and leave 'em in the 
attic!  Quick and rapid, you can call me Mr Matik  My lyric technique is complex and systematic  I'll phone up Jeremiah tell him grip the 
matic  Splashing MC's head tops, and leave him in the 
attic!   My brain is full up with baking thoughts  Like breaking jaws  And chasing people around the 
room  And then snapping bones with blatant force  When I'm breaking laws  I'm dressed in black, I'll break in doors  Use my nose to find the 
treasure  Cannabis crops I'm taking yours  10 grand I'll stack the 
paper  Then fuck off back to nature  Pack my bags, say goodbye  Leave the 
country, catch you later  I'm a 
disaster maker  You're a 
dirty masturbator  In a 
rave don't get brave  You ain't no bomb deactovator   I 
know tantric hypnosis  When I 
see girls I 
grip those tits  She made my dick go stiff and now she's screaming  "It's so big!"  I 
don't wanna kiss those lips  I'll open her legs and grip those hips  I 
made your girl cum  You know my tongue don't lick those clits   And I 
think so sick  And I 
make my P 
when I 
pimp those chicks  I 
don't flip no bricks  And I 
don't do crack or sniff no shit  My quick flows sick  You got a 
shit flow prick  I'll make an MC show me his hands  Then pull out my knife then slit those wrists   When I 
bring the 
force  I'm freezing cold like in a 
morgue  I'll swing for jaws with ninja swords  And leave you fucked like intercourse  Pour acid in your corpse  Dissect you into fours  Use petrol burn the 
pieces  And leave you sprinkled in the 
floors   When I 
bring the 
pain  Inject poison in your vain  Stick my axe inside your head  Stab electrodes goes in your brain  We don't think the 
same  I'll swing a 
blade straight in your face  And then dig a 
hole about six foot deep  And leave you face down in your grave   Mr Trau-man-a-matik I'm a 
formin-abid-able avenger  With an evil, angry, vicious, violent  Extro-dinarily bad temper  Mr Trau-man-a-matik ele-elemental member  Come through with a 
kung fu technique  And I'll stick your face in a 
blender   You can call me Mr Traumatik  Born the 
24th of November  I'll challenge any contender  Chinese torture, make 'em surrender  I've got an evil agenda  I'm a 
twisted evil offender  Kung fu kick when I 
enter  Leave MCs in a 
medical centre   Quick and rapid, you can call me Mr Matik  My lyric technique is complex and systematic  I 
phoned up mayhem tell him grip the 
matic  Splashing MC's head tops, and leave 'em in the 
attic!  Quick and rapid, you can call me Mr Matik  My lyric technique is complex and systematic  I'll phone up Jeremiah tell him grip the 
matic  Splashing MC's head tops, and leave him in the 
attic!   I 
show emotions when I'm speaking  Its not just words, init  The 
government are talking shit  I 
wouldn't believe a 
word of it  Just be strong and positive  We're going through the 
worst of it  Your thoughts become reality  Your words are like a 
curse, init   Telekinesis and telepathy, I'm learning it  When people talk about me  My ears start to burn init  Paradise is near, but people ain't deserving it  The 
earth is like a 
living being, we're about to murder it   My slave name is Marcus  You can call me Traums  The 
government, they're killing us  With man-made storms  Artificial viruses, mutated forms  No fairy tales I'm not talking unicorns  They're killing us with chem-trails  And fluoride in your water  Your food is full of toxins  And it's causing mental torture   My slave name is Marcus  You can call me Trauma  All I 
see is chaos, hatred and disorder  Intergalactic energies, altering your anatomy  One hundred thousand miles an hour  Spinning round the 
galaxy   The 
earth is giving birth  To a 
being called humanity  It's going to be messy  Loads of blood and loads of agony  It's going to be chaos  Loads of violence, loads of anarchy  All I 
see is hatred, jealousy and vanity  People use brutality aggressively and savagely  My speciality is practically insanity   This new-world strategy  Is killing us dramatically  They use analogies  And dumbing us down gradually  So don't be sad if someone dies  Don't cry it's not a 
tragedy  Death is an illusion, all there is, is immortality  Try challenge me  I 
research fanatically  When it comes to deepness, no-one's in my category  Now I 
see the 
clarity  Life is like a 
holographic virtual reality