Novatore – Machines (Lyrics & Video)

Machines – Novatore Lyrics

Novatore, what up, man? C-Lance, I see you, my brother. This one's been a long time comin', man. Let's get to fuckin' work

Look, I've been lookin' for purpose so I'm puttin' the work in

These rappers shook and they nervous when they book me in person

I need a fuckin' chef apron when I'm cookin' these verses

I'm on a killing spree, nobody's off the hook, I'm determined

Me and Novatore keep on winnin' so I don't know the score

Blood, pain, and this pen, all these pussy rappers just postin' more

I keep havin' these dreams and I strangle thеm by they vocal chords

And toss 'em off the boat until thеy show up on the ocean shore (Bye bye!)

I got 'em mad I'm workin' harder than them

This Death Row chain means I got a lot on my chest

Ain't nobody comin' near it, I'ma rock it 'til death

I change languages 'round cops 'cause I don't talk to the feds

Throughout the years I had to manifest perfection

So I stab you in the neck and then I'll hang you by your necklace

I'm real sicko but I earned what I got

A damn motherfucker tries to take Merk out his spot, it's not happening

We ain't merely men, we machines

Ain't a means to an end, we'll put an end to your whole team

We not the same thing as your friends

Cookin' up to pay the rent then it sent to the dope fiends

We ain't merely men, we machines

Ain't a means to an end, we'll put an end to your whole team

Here with somethin' that you've never seen

So prolific with the business, we some cardio machines

Yo! It's from Chicago up to Canada

We shadowboxin' but y'all pussy all avoid the hurt

Ain't got the stamina to go against your boy and Merk (No!)

You couldn't put the hours in, you quit but we enjoy the work

We don't avoid the dirt, I got them hands dirty

Demand a worthy adversary who can stand sturdy

Always hatin' from the stands, another man's jersey

Claims he wants to pull his fuckin' weight and now his hands hurtin'

I'm damn certain I'ma do this shit 'til forty-two

I feel I've put a lot of work in lately but got more to do

A workhorse, thirst for more, fuck a first course

A team of one but still would probably outgun your workforce

The GOATs of rhyme, let us show you how you supposed to grind

No forty-hour focus (Not at all!), posers know I'm goin' overtime

So sublime, when I flow I know I blow your mind

The flow is so supreme, I got the schemes, you only hope to grind

I'm skilled labor, kill the bars then get the bills later

Both can spit a verse and I'm the person that they will favor

Got ill flavor but that's never enough

Came out the dirt steppin' with the work ethic so I leveled up (up)

We ain't really men, we machines

Ain't a means to an end, we'll put an end to your whole team

We not the same thing as your friends

Cookin' up to pay the rent, then it's sent to the dope fiends

We ain't really men, we machines

Ain't a means to an end, we'll put an end to your whole team

Yeah! We're somethin' that you've never seen

So prolific with the business, we some cardio machines