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Cause & Effect Freestyle

Hip-Hop/Rap

Cause & Effect Freestyle was released on October 24, 2025 by Dick.In.Box Productions as a part of the album Mor(T)ality

Song Details

AlbumMor(T)ality

Release DateOctober 24, 2025

LabelDick.In.Box Productions

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

SiNiK

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tristan Straub

Songwriter

Matthew Danky

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dank Beats

Producer

MegaMan Beats

Producer

Lyrics

Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun

Yo, what up, Dank

How's Portland treating you, homeboy

You a fucking fool for this beat

Yo, what up, Mega Man

Good looks for those three CD beats, you know what I mean

Sorry I ain't made no bangers out of them shits, but yo

I'm not the type that makes bangers

I don't roll with a banger, neither

I roll with a hangar full of trees

Y'all motherfuckas can't believe what I speak into this microphone

You want me to slow it down and dumb it down

Like, that's how the fuck I want to sound

It's not about me anymore, is it

It's about you and what you choose to do with your life

So I spit like a spike has been driven into my fucking scalp

I've been lobotomized

I've tried to approach it from a try-angle

The best angle to approach any situation from

The situation comes before opportunity gets a chance to knock

So, Oc, I'm the next Oc on this microphone

Like I'm home when I start spittin'

I was gifted a gift that I gave to you

And you ain't do shit but enslave the dude

You want to hear me more on my battle shit

Man, that's for the cattle

This is me, a fucking shepherd

putting a staff in the ground wondering why the dogs won't herd the sheep

These motherfuckers have been on the streets

Yeah, so have I

And what do I got left

Nothing but the will to try to do more than that shit

I got the fuck out of Philadelphia

Cause I ain't want to be part of the murder capital

I moved to a liberal-ass city

They call it Madtown

And now, this is how I sound

I got up out of my battle rap shit

And I got into these drastic issues

I could pass you a tissue cause you're too snotty

You're probably gonna make it before I do

And that's fucked up

But till the dying day, I'll be your rival

They call me Fival

I'm an American tail floating through the sewers in a bottle

Nothing but a little rat in this race

Y'all motherfuckers are what's happening in the place

Yeah, right

I bet you listen to Weezy

I bet it's your favorite MC too

Y'all motherfuckers is weak, ya whole crew

Ain't worth putting on a microphone and getting in the studio with

You on your big-booty-hoe-type shit

Making videos

Shitty flows

I don't give a fuck who's coming at this cat

I'm gonna bash you cats like I'm packing a baseball bat

A motherfuckin' Louisville snugger

But I ain't from Louisville

I'm from the Killadelph

And y'all motherfuckers can kill yourselves

On the mic, cause you don't want to step to me tonight

Cause if you're stepping to me tonight, then you're stepping to me tomorrow

And when you're stepping to me tomorrow, your mom's will feel the sorrow

Cause I'll end your fucking career

I'll dead it right here

I said it right here

Don't get this shit twisted

Like your neck when I pop it off like a fucking bottle cap

Off the top of the Heineken

Dip inside my mind again

I'm sipping on a Corona

Alone at home, zoning

Y'all motherfuckers are homing

In on my style

But you can't catch up to it

I'm, I'm not gonna dumb it down for you neither

I'm not gonna slow it down for you neither

This shit's as hot as a fever, that's yellow

And I ain't got no Asian fetish

Y'all cats are relentless, with your shit

But not as relentless as the kid

I spend at least six to seven, eight hours a day

Doing this shit

That's why I can spray

Any way that I wanna

And I can sound like a true gunner

Y'all motherfuckers wanna fuck with me

Really

Do you really wanna fuck with me

I don't think that you do

Y'all cats just wanna touch on me

Really you dudes are *******

And I only say that cause you ain't nothing but a bag of sticks

Y'all motherfuckers are getting picked up like this beat

When my mouth fucks it

Like it deserves to be fucked

I don't need a prophylactic

When I'm getting this drastic

Cause I ain't afraid of diseases

We see the bees and I don't know why they've been dying

But you better hoard your honey, Honey

Because I'm coming for her

I'mma, I'mma, I'mma, I'mma, I'mma, I'mma, I'mma

I'mma gonna give you a second to think about what the fuck I've been talking about about

'Cause I can get so loud

That it pops off

Even when the gain drops off

All the way down to the bottom

I know I got 'em, I know I got 'em, I know I got 'em, I know I got 'em, I know I got 'em

Yo, back up off of me, son

I'm just one, to the two, to the three threes

These kats get relieved

And they ain't got no reprieve

'Cause they ain't got no seeds, that they support

I support a war,

Nah, I don't

I support the IVAW

And it's not because of you

It's because of the veterans looking for betterment

Written by: Matthew Danky, Tristan Straub

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