Sauce Is Matisse - Internet Rapper Lyrics

Holy moly frijole, Hip-Hop, I'm a jumping bean
Only the lonely could know me, no homies run with me
Bogus, the phonies are phoning in vocals, no what I mean?
Dopamine, knowing me's knowing what fucking dope'll mean
Cold Dew in my left hand, no cash in my back pocket
I'm a bold dude, but no best man, I won't hold back when I rap, rock it
This holds true, but no yes man, flow's smooth and I'm past talking
I've told you...deadpan...I got no mood or I'm caps locking it, agghhh
Got a bunch of nothing in between
I'm either fucking with the scene, or I'm leaning up on this machine, believe
I been undercutting what I need
Cuz I'm fucking beat, uttering nothing but tongue in cheek notes
See those, people's libidos and freak egos
Screen foes, speaking to speak and be disagreeable
Free throws, a foul shot is what I mean though
Cuz social media's slowly eating us weak drones

I'm on the internet, I been on the internet
I'm on the internet, I been on the internet
Anybody been a friend to me (frenemy) been on the internet
I'm on the internet, I been on the internet
Cuz I'm an internet rapper
A fucking internet rapper
Finish a mix and get it mastered
Ain't nobody listen to an internet rapper

My catalogue is vicious to bad dogs and their bitches
Rabid sickness, grab a witness cuz Matt's raps are the business
His avid listeners' average habit is dissing shit
With a passion, pissed, emphatic and enamored with every sentence, what?
No dude, we don't get fans, so we hold fast to that past hot shit
That's old news and we know man, but each dope track is so mad nauseous
It's like I've spoken acid rap vomit
Soul fumes, and I'm a dead man, cuz I've sold music at last
You been internet flexing? Better bench your bars
Cuz our biceps are all pathetic next to an actual artist's
Now I'm not saying that we've been missing our market
But we've been missing the mark with all our misfit garbage, call it
Trash day, half of us having the passion lack plays
That ads make, fashion and savvy masking the tracks sang
That's lame, but what happens to happen's happening
We're in a bad place in this oversaturated rap game

I say I'm innocent, but I been on the internet
In and out and up and down, I'm done but I ain't finished yet
Disconnect, clicking the rhythm is an irritant
Listen in to dissonance and get up on the internet