"Microscopic Matter" lyrics
Gangrene (The Alchemist & Oh No) & Meyhem Lauren Lyrics
[Meyhem Lauren:]
Yeah, uh
To train a soldier, you reign is over, deep on the Dover
Your club section smells like lab diamonds and body odor
Rewind, we getting older, refinement, we whipping Rover
X over the stover, my wrist could hold a boulder
Lost a hundred pounds, sold a hundred thousand
Quadruple everything, beloved, we ain't fuckin' browsing
It's common knowledge, we not commoners
They told us slow our rolls, we rather break odometers
Go to servos, get service after they serve us
Twenty years taken excursions but never nervous
Keep it a stack, these niggas is wack
My aura emphasizes all the shit that they lack, uh
Off catalog is on brand, look at my left hand
Married to the game, cocaine, paper my best man
Street beef never been sweet, don't let the TEC jam
Stacks sell, flip and repeat, that's the best plan
Work handlers bump by the box, opps in the socks
Up and down blocks, playing the LOX, gripping the drops
Midweek celebrations, criminal delegations
Never running out of patients, just out of patience
Transients or vagrants, these rap niggas is crazy
Never cease to bore me but never cease to amaze me
[Oh No:]
Check this out
I'm running out of patience
Check this out
Yeah, look
I gave my rights to God then I left with paper to make a masterpiece
From the slaves and the kings in my veins that never mastered peace
If life's a lease that's full of slick talk, I'm here to scrape the grease
Or let it pop and they can get rocked like they here to dance in streets
Another thriller from a MJ
I can show you masterful chops that's crafted to crown your greatest sensei
Warming up, I'll cook it beyond al dente
Shoulda heeded a warning from Dikembe on a larger louder display
You get a bunch of notes from the blocks to fill the part
Take a seat like they Rosa Parks
With no recruit to walk or bust it, I get it lit like welding tungsten
You made for shelve and I excel where others fail to function
Disruption made 'em disgustingly sick
That jank, I bagged up and zipped, if you ain't have enough of this shit
Toxic environments, queue the violins
You new to violence, nigga use your eyelids, I move with looting pirates
They still digging for the diamonds with finesse
I'm a giant like Andre when our showbiz connects
It's No
Check this out
Check this out
Damn, man
I'm running out of patience
[The Alchemist:]
Never go out of style like the latest fashion
One finger wave then I orchestrate a slashing
Flying too close to the sun, I might end up crashing
They serving garbage, I might pretend that I'm fasting
I'm in a danger zone, they made me sign the waiver forms
Scraping the recipe, my manuscripts got pages torn
Stick mans for hire, I can see what the rate is for
Serving it fresh out the oven, even the plate is warm
I'm a monument, gaining momentum on a downhill slalom
The flow's bottomless, money stretch like the neck on an ostrich
It's simple arithmetic
Subtract what's mine, I apply my fist to the pistol grip
I'm bugged out like a system glitch, uh
Jumbo stepping, the ref blew a whistle, tryna call travel
Spatula spinning, cake mixture, I'm whipping all batter
With no parachute, I jump from the helicopter ladder
Spotless, any smudge on me is microscopic matter
Yeah, uh
To train a soldier, you reign is over, deep on the Dover
Your club section smells like lab diamonds and body odor
Rewind, we getting older, refinement, we whipping Rover
X over the stover, my wrist could hold a boulder
Lost a hundred pounds, sold a hundred thousand
Quadruple everything, beloved, we ain't fuckin' browsing
It's common knowledge, we not commoners
They told us slow our rolls, we rather break odometers
Go to servos, get service after they serve us
Twenty years taken excursions but never nervous
Keep it a stack, these niggas is wack
My aura emphasizes all the shit that they lack, uh
Off catalog is on brand, look at my left hand
Married to the game, cocaine, paper my best man
Street beef never been sweet, don't let the TEC jam
Stacks sell, flip and repeat, that's the best plan
Work handlers bump by the box, opps in the socks
Up and down blocks, playing the LOX, gripping the drops
Midweek celebrations, criminal delegations
Never running out of patients, just out of patience
Transients or vagrants, these rap niggas is crazy
Never cease to bore me but never cease to amaze me
[Oh No:]
Check this out
I'm running out of patience
Check this out
Yeah, look
I gave my rights to God then I left with paper to make a masterpiece
From the slaves and the kings in my veins that never mastered peace
If life's a lease that's full of slick talk, I'm here to scrape the grease
Or let it pop and they can get rocked like they here to dance in streets
Another thriller from a MJ
I can show you masterful chops that's crafted to crown your greatest sensei
Warming up, I'll cook it beyond al dente
Shoulda heeded a warning from Dikembe on a larger louder display
You get a bunch of notes from the blocks to fill the part
Take a seat like they Rosa Parks
With no recruit to walk or bust it, I get it lit like welding tungsten
You made for shelve and I excel where others fail to function
Disruption made 'em disgustingly sick
That jank, I bagged up and zipped, if you ain't have enough of this shit
Toxic environments, queue the violins
You new to violence, nigga use your eyelids, I move with looting pirates
They still digging for the diamonds with finesse
I'm a giant like Andre when our showbiz connects
It's No
Check this out
Check this out
Damn, man
I'm running out of patience
[The Alchemist:]
Never go out of style like the latest fashion
One finger wave then I orchestrate a slashing
Flying too close to the sun, I might end up crashing
They serving garbage, I might pretend that I'm fasting
I'm in a danger zone, they made me sign the waiver forms
Scraping the recipe, my manuscripts got pages torn
Stick mans for hire, I can see what the rate is for
Serving it fresh out the oven, even the plate is warm
I'm a monument, gaining momentum on a downhill slalom
The flow's bottomless, money stretch like the neck on an ostrich
It's simple arithmetic
Subtract what's mine, I apply my fist to the pistol grip
I'm bugged out like a system glitch, uh
Jumbo stepping, the ref blew a whistle, tryna call travel
Spatula spinning, cake mixture, I'm whipping all batter
With no parachute, I jump from the helicopter ladder
Spotless, any smudge on me is microscopic matter
