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Matrices (Remix)
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Matrices (Remix) was released on August 15, 2025 by Wild Thing Records as a part of the album Matrices (Remix) - EP
August 15, 2025
LabelWild Thing Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM72
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

Send me to hell, 
I have a devil to dance with,
Another up and comer wanna witness the Manson, 
We're nothing but fancy,  
Strap yourself in, 
it's another Black Shades & Arrogance anthem,
With The Omnific, the bombs hit it, 
Colossal apostle, deposit an Armageddon, 
Older than fossils and crosses, nails in forearms, 
Older than time, it's a tale of more harm! 
I'm ballin now, 
Sucker emcees I call em' out,
Collect all debts in large amounts, 
Then revive from abyss got me crawling out, 
never going back to absorbing doubt, 
It's a law, I'm proud, I can't go without, 
So withdraw the clout, if you tall as clouds, 
Join the army, the party revolved around now,
BLACK SHADES 
Switched the genre,
Gotta vicious Mamba,
Mentality, I'm Chris Benoit,
The, sound of guitars and the kit is on ya!
I'mma sip the vodka then crippler cross ya!
What a shanda!
Indian leavin' red skin on a bitch lasagne!
Need to feel grandes montanges on my compagne,
Pop the cork till I drip champagne!
Climb the ladder we grind manically,
Fire hazard on mics? I'm a diamond actually!
Rhymes like Amityville, 
I'm bringing horror back like a spinal tragedy.
Calamity, dream I'm lightning, 
Giving the cloud strife is my final fantasy!
Priming and time duality, 
Creative genius with declining sanity!
Summon to the board, I'm Obelisk, 
Run and torment the populous, 
Warp the dominance, 
Only way I'm breaking bottles if its bottomless, 
It's the problem kid, 
Stinks of confidence, 
Got a big head, hope it fits your oculus, 
That's the way you ever get on top of us, 
System lock down, best to run now, 
When I come through like a hippopotamus!
Who could compete, wanna feud in the street,
I'll check a king without moving my piece!
Tools getting squeezed,
Massacres like funerals, they'll wake to a view with a priest!
Never ink my face or put jewels in my teeth,
How the hell a wolf get reduced to a sheep?
When my music's elite but views are petite,
I run trains on tracks, leave ruin, debris,
Rubble, blood shed, embers and shrap,
Won't end it that, you're all stupid to me!
Putt'em in med centres, Ed Kemper of rap,
You're gettin' chopped and screwed on a beat!
Hot temper could render the fat, I'm a vendor of facts,
You confused by the scheme?
I lamented the lack of talent from demented maggots,
When they all chew on deceased!
Dead or alive, I will etch your demise, 
Down for seconds, gonna serve you with fries,
Hit you one time for an early surprise,  
Gonna keep the kitty busy till her curtains are dry, 
Who deserves to defy, 
Any obstacle certain to trial, 
It's a burden to put the hearse into drive, 
For a silly up and comer that's embursed into rhyme, 
but it works every time. 
Day of reckoning is upon us, that is promised, 
Can you ever say that in good heart and in good conscience, 
Everything you did on this Earth was trusting and was honest? 
From what I hear hell is hot and shadows all throughout with darkness. 
I just dug a grave for an unsuspecting carcass, 
My mind a fit of rage, I can't help collecting targets. 
 
I'm flipping the script, tormented as shit,
Figured the weight of the world is a bit to admit,
Momentum we bring Is beginning to shift!
Written by: Jerome Lematua, Matthew Fackrell, Toby Peterson-Stewart
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