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Ottomatic

from Conversations With a Box by MC Otto

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never been ghetto but i'm a poverty hustler, only lowered suspension on the car is the muffler, that's how the spark's lit if i park it on your carpet not finna find me at the market finna find me at a target, lark shit snitches singin but this shit is for the birds, then they wanna milk cash cows and roll with the herd, it's simply absurd but it's all simply words, if you wanna roll em together you oughta learn, (learn what?) Nothing, you ain't reinventin the wheel so keep frontin, see something you may wanna do is invest in better soundbytes instead biting style from others you think you sound like, i'm wound tight and stressed dressed up to catch the flak and i just might snap your back like my snapback hat, get ya act right cat cuz i'm comin hard like bane in knightfall tearin up the track like it was made from drywall, bitches do not answer the phone whenever i call, somehow they ain't never home and this is my fault? and i'm like, wait... really? musta took a bump to the head, y'all actin silly, from detroit to philly nah i don't like your sports teams haven't since i was fourteen i been havin more dreams, esp or espn yeah i have foreseen hella roars and screams the pens playing more queen

i wanna go to where everybody knows my name, and that's home that's the best kind of fame
i wanna go to where everybody loves me, and i can be full of myself and stay hungry
i wanna go to where i'm keepin all my magic
i wanna go to where i'm hangin up my jacket/ but i gotta keep goin because this life is otto-matic

rather work smart than hard and that's my issue, as i try to restart the car don't give a shit who warned me to avoid my own hubris it's useless and stupid like my ride can't move it, stuck on the side of the road waitin for triple a i wouldn't give a shit if they towed my vehicle away and left me a brand new chevrolet, cuz my brain took an LOA, that's to say i might be out my mind, not really crazy but something that i left behind, it's adventure time i only wish this wasn't real life, i try to play it off but somedays i feel real strife, feel the slice of the knife as i roll the dice for your wife she ain't gonna make it better turn off the lights, it was real nice to be invited to game night we oughta do it again next week, same time, (seriously we just mixed dnd and clue, you didn't really think i killed some now did you?)

i wanna go to where everybody knows my name, and that's home that's the best kind of fame
i wanna go to where everybody loves me, and i can be full of myself and stay hungry
i wanna go to where i'm keepin all my magic
i wanna go to where i'm hangin up my jacket/ but i gotta keep goin because this life is otto-matic

i'll meet your bad additude with a double dose of apathy, everyword that comes out ya mouth is left to atrophy, reabsorb into the time stream good luck trying to find me today i'm living my dream day dreamin something unlikely, if you tryna see me i suggest you get some glasses, spend some time at the annex take a few classes, it's dangerous to go alone here you oughta have this 8 by 10 glossy that says "fuck you signed Otto-matic", ... cut you out my life if you bring that negativity you kiddin b? you the one who gon' be missin' me, i don't need this kinda thing messin up my symmetry, the beauty is that my ability is still in it's infancy, fluidity expanding to show my viability, my verbal agility is only matched by your emotional salinity, y'all fuckin killin me i am what i am cuz i have the will to be

i wanna go to where everybody knows my name, and that's home that's the best kind of fame
i wanna go to where everybody loves me, and i can be full of myself and stay hungry
i wanna go to where i'm keepin all my magic
i wanna go to where i'm hangin up my jacket/ but i gotta keep goin because this life is otto-matic

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from Conversations With a Box, released July 11, 2014

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Part man, part machine, part breakfast treat. This is probably the best way to describe Akron, Ohio's MC Otto.

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