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Otitis - Catharsis Lyrics



Otitis - Catharsis Lyrics




This that
Muhf*cka, this that

In my lane, I'm targeted
I'm arranged where martyrs sit
You could claim you hard
But I could take it farther when I say

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that

Seen a lotta muhf*ckas that been lurkin' in the shadows
Guillotine session finna murk 'em at the gallows
Let it ruminate until I herd 'em with the cattle
Fumigate an army, I could serve 'em any battle

I been chillin' alone, I'm feelin' my zone, cocoooned
Sit on the throne, I'm feelin' my home's the room
Layin' out prone, I fill 'em wit holes, like (Boom!)
Throwin' a stone can leave you enclosed in tomb

Cuz you glass house suckas got a glass jaw, touch ya
With the fast draw (Bucka!) Been the last straw, gut ya
Taskforce runner, mass gore hunter
Last four summers I been past more tundras

I could last more hunger and thirst up in the desert
I survived dark skies, the worst of any weather
Curse had been my pleasure, no church could ever better
Or nurse whatever feathers dispersed, I'm buried treasure

Fiendin' for more, I'm hoppin' the obstacles
If you gon' lock the door, then you gots to go
One little monkey never gon' stop the show
Nobody run me, f*ck up a constable

These bars way beyond hard,
Scars way beyond large, I'm beyond charged
We can scrap when it's dusk til the dawn starts
If you holler On God, then it's "en garde"

In my lane, I'm targeted
I'm arranged where martyrs sit
You could claim you hard
But I could take it farther when I say

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that

Astral projection, travelin' out my body
'Bout to cast a new weapon, batterin' every party
I'm the last of ya lessons, shatterin' whatcha starting
With the mass of my sessions tatterin' what they charting

Speak soft, but I carry a big sword
Dark side to my rhythm, consider me Sith Lord
All ya lives, I'ma end 'em the moment I re-cord
Dishonor ain't my thing but apparently, "it's yours"

How you 'bout the cause but don't do that shit?
Your views ain't shit, move, I done knew that shit
Where your tutu, bitch? Don't you move yo' lips
This my long-range hit, I'm on some Bluetooth shit

I ain't Jesus, Buddha, God, and no Vishnu neither
Now I'd rather hit the Nas flow and give you Ether
Ain't a game up in my console, won't give you breathers
Dismantlin' a bomb, O done withdrew research

Killin' the opps, f*ck an enemy
No mobster or monster can top all of my tendencies
Your roster's a flop, sir, let God show you what hell'll be
I got to give Oscars, like props, what a tale to speak

Good and evil in this master mind
Last of kind, with this stance of mine
If you tryna test, fine, get yo' ass in line
'Cuz nowadays half the time, I don't got half the time, so

In my lane, I'm targeted
I'm arranged where martyrs sit
You could claim you hard
But I could take it farther when I say

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that

Leave me alone, let me write
In my zone, free my mind
On my own, I'm alright
Get you gone, get me life

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that
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This that
Muhf*cka, this that

In my lane, I'm targeted
I'm arranged where martyrs sit
You could claim you hard
But I could take it farther when I say

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that

Seen a lotta muhf*ckas that been lurkin' in the shadows
Guillotine session finna murk 'em at the gallows
Let it ruminate until I herd 'em with the cattle
Fumigate an army, I could serve 'em any battle

I been chillin' alone, I'm feelin' my zone, cocoooned
Sit on the throne, I'm feelin' my home's the room
Layin' out prone, I fill 'em wit holes, like (Boom!)
Throwin' a stone can leave you enclosed in tomb

Cuz you glass house suckas got a glass jaw, touch ya
With the fast draw (Bucka!) Been the last straw, gut ya
Taskforce runner, mass gore hunter
Last four summers I been past more tundras

I could last more hunger and thirst up in the desert
I survived dark skies, the worst of any weather
Curse had been my pleasure, no church could ever better
Or nurse whatever feathers dispersed, I'm buried treasure

Fiendin' for more, I'm hoppin' the obstacles
If you gon' lock the door, then you gots to go
One little monkey never gon' stop the show
Nobody run me, f*ck up a constable

These bars way beyond hard,
Scars way beyond large, I'm beyond charged
We can scrap when it's dusk til the dawn starts
If you holler On God, then it's "en garde"

In my lane, I'm targeted
I'm arranged where martyrs sit
You could claim you hard
But I could take it farther when I say

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that

Astral projection, travelin' out my body
'Bout to cast a new weapon, batterin' every party
I'm the last of ya lessons, shatterin' whatcha starting
With the mass of my sessions tatterin' what they charting

Speak soft, but I carry a big sword
Dark side to my rhythm, consider me Sith Lord
All ya lives, I'ma end 'em the moment I re-cord
Dishonor ain't my thing but apparently, "it's yours"

How you 'bout the cause but don't do that shit?
Your views ain't shit, move, I done knew that shit
Where your tutu, bitch? Don't you move yo' lips
This my long-range hit, I'm on some Bluetooth shit

I ain't Jesus, Buddha, God, and no Vishnu neither
Now I'd rather hit the Nas flow and give you Ether
Ain't a game up in my console, won't give you breathers
Dismantlin' a bomb, O done withdrew research

Killin' the opps, f*ck an enemy
No mobster or monster can top all of my tendencies
Your roster's a flop, sir, let God show you what hell'll be
I got to give Oscars, like props, what a tale to speak

Good and evil in this master mind
Last of kind, with this stance of mine
If you tryna test, fine, get yo' ass in line
'Cuz nowadays half the time, I don't got half the time, so

In my lane, I'm targeted
I'm arranged where martyrs sit
You could claim you hard
But I could take it farther when I say

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that

Leave me alone, let me write
In my zone, free my mind
On my own, I'm alright
Get you gone, get me life

This that catharsis shit
This that catharsis shit
For when that pain get too heavy for my heart to lift
Sometime it's hard to grip, I need some bars to flip
Keep my hand up on the wheel, don't want that car to flip
This that
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Writer: Michael Querim
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Otitis
Language: English
Length: 4:52
Written by: Michael Querim

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