Lyrics Salty Batteries (feat. Sir Hop) - Nerves Baddington

I been madder than a motherfucker, badder than them other suckers
I ain't bragging it's my savage that's been undiscovered
I don't fuck with busters, Uncle Sams or no Uncle Ruckus
Sandwich full of knuckles bet you buckle when i bust it, fuck it
Lost my father, lost my mother, lost my brother
Now i show em how to churn butter out of burning gutters
Yea, last supper breaking bread with brethren
Ain't a question who who is picking up the check and tipping extra
25 lighters on the dresser bring the pressure
Don't wanna hear a word from a rapper unless it's "yessir"
Yea, you can vet this, you should make a checklist
I been on some next shit before this internet shit
Doing shows for two drink tickets and a guest list
Now my next shit is always gon' be my best shit
It's like going tesla from a vespa from a death wish
This that breath of fresh to death blessed shit, that's it
Don't i make it sound like tragedy is fun
I'm sorry if you mad at me i had to be the one
The only strategy is get it done
Taste like salty batteries on the tongue
Don't i make it sound like tragedy is fun
I'm sorry if you mad at me i had to be the one (had to do it)
The only strategy is get it done (get to it)
Taste like salty batteries on the tongue
Lately I been feeling like I thrive in negativity
But never in the fashion of a fuck boy
Square up with every challenge like "what's up boy"
Then knock it out in stunning fashion
Stellar defeat, standing ten toes wit my heat
Last L I seen, I moved a knight across the board
Across the board they know Sir Hop deliver so many styles and
Came through so many times to set this motherfucker proper
Like a doctor on a broken nose bone, hold on
In your city, all my gold on, getting chose on
Told my money "get your roll on"
I'm a Big Tymer sick rhymer and I be having but I am not behaving
Steady juggin' plays until the day's end scale blazing
This is not an image I don't play games not even a scrimmage
But somehow I upped the score on you whores
I cleaned house like Hop did chores
Like Hop mopped floors down to the baseboards
I had to do it
Don't i make it sound like tragedy is fun
I'm sorry if you mad at me, i had to be the one
The only strategy is get it done
Taste like salty batteries on the tongue
Don't i make it sound like tragedy is fun
I'm sorry if you mad at me, i had to be the one (had to do it)
The only strategy is get it done (get to it)
Taste like salty batteries on the tongue
Salty batteries on the tongue
Salty batteries on the tongue
Salty batteries on the tongue
Salty bad
Everybody need a bad guy
Quick to call em crazy from a padded room
Always first to cry wolf while howling at the moon
The weakest always be the loudest, always act a fool
Always pots calling kettles black and know a rat or two
I was passing through, KD threw the alley-oop
Looking like some alley cats in all rally hats and battle boots
This that transform tragedy with magic juice
Sinners cast stones at glass homes, bitch it's shatter proof
Ha, nah, nothing really matter, boo
Taurus moon in a china shop, copping attitudes
Smash glass, pay the tab, glad that approved
Signing up to get this money like some class action suits
Move, make my way through, though the path crowded
What's some temporary struggle to long lasting mileage
What's the point of the trouble if you can't laugh about it
That ain't a ego that's a seatbelt, don't crash without it
Don't i make it sound like tragedy is fun
I'm sorry if you mad at me i had to be the one
Only strategy is get it done
Tastes like salty batteries on the tongue
Don't i make it sound like tragedy is fun
I'm sorry if you mad at me i had to be the one (had to do it)
Only strategy is get it done (get to it)
Tastes like salty batteries on the tongue
Salty batteries on the tongue
Salty batteries on the tongue
Salty batteries on the tongue
Salty bad