In the blink of an eye, I went from sharing stages with Royce Da 5’9, Kardinal Offishall, and Dilated Peoples, to becoming a husband and father. This song playfully blends vulnerability with versatility as I prove that my glory days aren’t behind me, they’re ahead of me.
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Lyrics:
This is what you call a statement piece,
it’s Al Bundy, telling y’all to take a seat
How many times can I taste defeat
before I decide it tasted sweet?
About 100 or so, you know, they come and they go
But I never stop, I’m always running the show
Who you think you’re fucking with bro?
I’ve got a flow that could give a sun burn to an eskimo’s toe
And I never fumbled a throw, y’all are stumbling yo
Still waiting for those numbers to grow
But keep them pesos, you bozos are clowns
thinking you’re Bezos, can’t see that I’m space bound
I used to think I was the star on the Walmart sign,
Now I'm focused on a new horizon
Thought I blew my shot because my fuel was low, now I’m gassed up headed for the blue horizon
I’ve always been about that end game like the Russo brothers
I pen pain and show you my true colours
But y’all will never get it, until the day comeswhen you want something so bad
but you never get it
See, a part of me is honestly just aggressive
The other part of me’s really just empathetic
Sometimes I want to dead a record, that’s the competitive
I know that others feel the same way so I respect it
But this for those that don’t know I been nice
I’m about to rip your heads off and shit down your wind pipe
Maybe that’s flagrant but how much more patient
can I be before I start breaking your favourites?
They do the safe shit, you know, the same shit?
Girlfriend with a cold, bae sick
And I can be that too but there’s just more to me
morally, the reason a lot of y’all are ignoring me
We’re all a doctor call away from getting picked off of this place,
that’s not for debate
I want to see y’all win, I offer a take
It’s usually shit I learned from my awful mistakes
Got a lot on my plate, doubled down on the wrong type of music
brought substance and y’all abused it
I write the poems that go right up the nose
But they don’t keep you awake they just keeping you “woke” so
This for those that are on the fence like “Go Mat!”
I book a show and they like “I don’t know Mat”
“Perhaps you should hold back, take that real talk and slow that
it isn’t too late to go back”
See y’all think I don’t know that, I coulda tapped out,
had few stacks to count
I could have quit rhyme and learned design
and pimp these rappers for their dreams if they believe like I believe in mine
The bar owner and trust me, it’s never leaving time
Was never really a reading guy
But I read the room, read the signs, read people’s eyes
And then I speak in rhyme, reach their mind and just hopefully find a deeper vibe
In my darkest time, this would comfort me
I won’t lie this shit’s always been fucking fun to me
I’ve got a seed and I’m trying to give her a money tree
Until then, fuck everybody who doesn’t fuck with me
Life hack, you could sell your soul to climb a chart
Or you get a decent job and just make your art
Nobody giving you ten cents for their ten cents
That depends though, you a fan of independence?
You see I actually am
even with this lack of gratitude to my pen
I’m still spitting flows like it’s high school talent shows
Fun fact, that was the first cheque I ever cashed
I’m a stellar rapper but a better dad
And if you think I peaked, go and kiss my ass
And to those still holding on to autographs
I appreciate the fact you believe in Mat
Who really knows what tomorrow will bring?
But you only live once and I’m doing my thing
And yesterday’s highs are really all that I need
Because I already did everything I said I’d achieve
The Emsee, emerged from the heart of a blue-collar steel town in 2004 and since then has crafted an illustrious career within the dynamic realm of alternative Hip Hop.
