Hush ft. Magro & Sin7ven Lyrics

Welcome to the mind of a dreaming insomniac

Sorry if you thought I'd be leading with something whack

Run it back... that's really a fucking rap (wrap)

Money bag, not to brag, but I'm feeling bloody bad

Need a hundred grand, fucking stat, that's a pay cut

Feed the fucking man, what is that? Not bacon

Fake love to these bitches tryna hide behind their make-up

You don't wanna be here on the day when I finally wake up

They think they know me, they don't know shit tho

If you find the game is hard, then motherfucking quit bro

I'll quick scope, in the dick, just for the bit bro

Take a hint or take a hit, just don't fuck up the spliff tho

Big smoke, my fit glows with that drip drop

Hip hop, ain't been the same, ever since I picked up

Kick off my shoes, it's lonely on the tip top

Bib bobbidi boo, wish it would shut a kid up

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

A single letter in the difference,

So you know it's Mags and Mads, you better never miss it

I got deadlines and dates, you bet I went and missed it

My alarm set, but my hard head didn't get it

Need to wake up, but I do my best work

When I stay up, and then sleep in

My head hurt, neck burnt, but the bed work

So my head turnt to the side when I'm sleeping

So go ahead and ask me if I heard of you

And if I have to think about it, I already murdered you

I ain't wasting time cuz it honestly isn't worth it to

And you should quit this rapping shit, obviously it ain't work for you

I take my time to jot raps, and it shows

I don't freestyle, I plot maps for the flows

Oh you got style? You not Matt? Then you don't

I think it's high time to trot back to the boat

Need to sail off to the sunset, maybe sleep on it

This napping is hard work, just to be honest

But if you want the song of your dreams

Then you really need my voice to be on it

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Melancholic on a track, spit black bile

Infohazard transmitted via FLAC file

I'm pant-shittingly skilled, you facsimiles

Swear we don't compare like your wack similes

Asking in whose dream are we in

Basking in neuroses, so deep, lamping, in your REM

Oh I upset you? Sorry then

Pardon me and come over for a tea party in my darkly den

Fly into the dreamvale

Cunning folk know but the neophyte blind to the detail

Dreams of the dying in my journal

If you want meaning I could prolly find you a kernel

For a price, nothing free wrung from demoniac hands

Poor mice better pony up bands

Horrified, is this your mortified mans?

Hands up, I'm just after my bow of Ash Yams

People so love payback, most times

Even though some days that hope dies

Try to catch a boot, my brain quakes in strange ways

Who'd have thought? I am Absolute

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work

Shh, hush, man shut up

All that fucking talking that you're doing better stop

Shh, quiet, don't say a word

You know when I'm asleep is when I do my best work