Chumps Front (maxi-single)

by L. Scatter

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1.	Chumps Front 03:00	lyrics	buy track
Stupid people you've been had No end to gullibility if gully when you're mad Quick to lash out peel out and smash out in a rash decision en masse With your fellow lemmings off of an unfinished overpass Where race meets class Where the counterweights cash glass ceilings get smashed at last It's hogwash at the highest level So sod off if you like lie with devils Your lies mostly comprised of iron metal Magnetically shielded Magneto helmet lined with lead still This ain't no tinfoil hat trick Don't give three fucks about three pucks that's slapsticked to light the lamp with And it's announced by air horn like in the dance No Cut Monitor Milo sirens whining ambulance Stay tuned for a red alert on PETV Night of the living baseheads gone berserk So I guess this is my call of duty Juror and executioner while you judge like a jealous Judy I got a punch you could get drunk from Uppercut up your gut out your butt like where trumps from Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much why? Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much They have the knife up in their clutch Quick flick of the wrist grip twist follows the thrust No parry, your souls cold so don't worry, Pall bearers carry your body straight to the cemetery Cold as December into January The mausoleum you're seeing is as freeing as a sanctuary Or the streets of a Syrian city like Damascus, scary No Christ bearer necessary with our own cross to carry Headstrong even if dead wrong take it head on Rush and attack, until it's red dawn on your dead lawn Feds on, but maybe they got it wrong Likely as Daewon Song meets Rae Dawn Chong on the autobahn You still have much to learn, padawan About distractions like hacking and tomahawks locked to bomb Nothin they're bluffing ‘cause Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much, why? Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much
2.	Chumps Front (Instrumental)[85BPM] 03:00		buy track
3.	Chumps Front (radio edit) 03:00	lyrics	buy track
Stupid people you've been had No end to gullibility if gully when you're mad Quick to lash out peel out and smash out in a rash decision en masse With your fellow lemmings off of an unfinished overpass Where race meets class Where the counterweights cash glass ceilings get smashed at last It's hogwash at the highest level So sod off if you like lie with devils Your lies mostly comprised of iron metal Magnetically shielded Magneto helmet lined with lead still This ain't no tinfoil hat trick Don't give three f**ks about three pucks that's slapsticked to light the lamp with And it's announced by air horn like in the dance No cut monitor milo sirens whining ambulance Stay tuned for a red alert on PETV Night of the living baseheads gone berserk So I guess this is my call of duty Juror and executioner while you judge like a jealous Judy I got a punch you could get drunk from Uppercut up your gut out your butt like where trumps from Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much why? Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much They have the knife up in their clutch Quick flick of the wrist grip twist follows the thrust No parry, your souls cold so don't worry, Pall bearers carry your body straight to the cemetery Cold as December into January The mausoleum you're seeing is as freeing as a sanctuary Or the streets of a Syrian city like Damascus, scary No Christ bearer necessary with our own cross to carry Headstrong even if dead wrong take it head on Rush and attack, until it's red dawn on your dead lawn Feds on, but maybe they got it wrong Likely as Daewon Song meets Rae Dawn Chong on the autobahn You still have much to learn, padawan About distractions like hacking and tomahawks locked to bomb Nothin they're bluffing ‘cause Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much, why? Chumps front Their back room wheeling and dealing amongst such Cutthroat yet oh so subtle to the touch Quick to pat you on the back but on the other hand not so much

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released July 3, 2020

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L. Scatter Los Angeles, California

L. Scatter brings such a unique and different energy to the mic, a premier wordsmith refusing to be boxed in. The Los Angeles emcee while being prolific in nature has never sacrificed quality in his art. This has resulted in a plethora of coverage and collaborations, the list is damn near endless. From his fellow Project Blowed fam, Open Mike Eagle, or Abstract Rude to The Pharcyde. L. Scat works. ... more

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