Meat Behind The Eyeballs, by Tony Patagonia

Meat Behind The Eyeballs

by Tony Patagonia

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1.	Intro 02:32	lyrics	buy track
We disorderly and morbid torture skills sharp like the nose of a marlin, Exam fresh flesh coffee table got a carcass, Intro no hook how I decided to start this, Skin bubbling when the flame at its hardest, Discard body parts of this we some artists, Epidermis is the canvas and the plasma is the paint, Eyeballs in a thermos the process make you faint, Piece of brain in mason jar extracted through the jaw, Today how many bodies to the grave we gotta haul, Seven be the number break a neck Steven Segal, Stature of a god compared to a Minotaur, forensic team baffled like they seen a flying car, When the mic is in my hand always grip with an iron claw, If the death deserves passion whip out a giant saw, Got the appetite for blood like diet of cannibals, No limb is ever wasted put it all in a gumbo, Pozole of a corpse eat it all head to toe, Persuasive with the rhymes sell fire to pyros The flow cold leave ya still in ya tracks froze Because the Bars vast higher then the ozone We got beef with wack rappers like GD’s & Blackstones, Devil made prone and morf then he threw away the mold, Every single thing we touch turn black like fools gold, hallucinate on stage you lick the blue toad, Bombs over Baghdad we ruin the commode Serve you with the words give you a fresh load, Content is extra graphic in every episode, Trail of feckle matter as you follow down the road, Leather Monkey dog shit stank be wifi passcode, Acid bath intestines watch the guts erode, Meat behind the eyeball nastiest story ever told
2.	Tiguan Kraut 02:35	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 What's all this wack trash about, Fake persona for some clout Hip hop is in my DNA and that's what I'm about, Push scales like blue bass bricks in the river like some trout Metal on ya bones like a bad case of the gout, The shooters sitting patiently like players in a dug out, Hollows through the teflon never lookin for the easy route, Bodies in the Tiguan and the stench smell like some sour kraut We assault violently spittin to a zombie crowd, Omnicrom I am gone mushrooms like the Babylon These fuckers gettn left all they only do is straddle on Too close like the car alarm machete in a diesel farm, Lyrically inclined so with words you know I cause so harm, Murder really nothing hands dirty never jus like a don, Bloodier then Carrie straight crazy up at the prom This rap shit on lock and my skill level is long Never go against the god or like Biggie you dead wrong Verse2 Ahh yo I'm sleepin in a coffin droppin massive fecal often, Metamucil in the nestle quick but shit it never softens, More ratchet than a mosh pit yall softer than some fake titts, Hittin you with heaters calibers give you face lifts, Syringe taste is waist less I'm crashin all the space ships, Invading all humanity with tony morf creations, morbid infestation objective annihilation Ravens gouging eyes out like stone picking masons, On a level make you vomit psychedelics Hunter Thompson, Put a body in a plastic bag and then we get to stompin, Every single bar I drop always ill and pretty rotten, Powered by the diesel and the flow is fiber optic, No motives or methods or even any logic, Conscious pretty gruesome and he lookin like a hobbit, This is business never personal I'm lookn for the profit, You pricks confess to murder I keep bodies in the closets
3.	Torture Anthem 02:50	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 This the shit that make you cross the street, Cover eyes with sheets since a shorty used to it gruesome scenes on repeat Eat beans during surgery the nurse called me a creep Post op exercise in her jeep she make me skeet, The butter in her eye she works for the treat, Ignore that smell its just some funky meat, Weird bones in the backyard a femur on the roof, Nasty muthafucker blood guts and absolute Take a shot chase with plasma a pump for your asthma The semi lettin’ off turn everybody a dancer, Favorite form of execution decapitations the answer, Body no head found in a 92 stanza Whereabouts revealed as soon as we get the ransom, I’m sure when im gone the skeleton lookn’ hansom Hip hop for the dead this really a torture anthem Hip hop for the dead this really a torture anthem Hook (X2) The crows circling no more life what we bring, Poison in the venom feel the scorpion sting, Dead corpse at your front door view it on your ring, Both sickles rubbed together you can hear the ching ching Aint no acting in these lyrics’ horror winter to spring, Maggots taken over when the vulture spreads his wings, Facilities nasty like food at sing sing, Long blade caused the death taller than Yao Ming, Multiple body bags what the coroner bring, Never empty-handed fresh liver what I brandish, Fava beans chianti throw in some red radish, Eyeballs in the salad what I spit is always savage, Mausoleum where I rest so big look like a palace, Every single bar I write objective be causing malice The Oddest rapper Detroit down to Dallas, Producer got screws loose everyday how does he manage, To rock eerie beats piss covered sheets Inside the brain castle enemies mince meat, Casserole with the flesh grate it down with knife cleats Casserole with the flesh grate it down with knife cleats Hook (X2) The crows circling no more life what we bring, Poison in the venom feel the scorpion sting, Dead corpse at your front door view it on your ring, Both sickles rubbed together you can hear the ching ching
4.	Broke & Joan Sing 03:07	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 Give me what you got already left the house so gonna copp Bills fresh from currency unemployment check cashed urgently Oh yeah forgot to mention 3 year old strap to a bucket seat So many laws are broken only legal thing is tender On the whip half body missing quarter panel to the fender Scratching on arms and neck like candy pop Percocet, Used to come through all my shows blaze me out after sets, Now he out here chasing dragons and the monkey pox has gotem Fuckn with China now you hittin rock bottom Devil kinda shit blaze hookah with Hussein Saddam really nasty muthafucka type of dude recycle condoms Some way he a shorty and he’s sitting in his Honda, The work takes over life it squeezes like anacondas Recluse for the drug prisoner hotel Rwanda Put life up in the game like a rhymin 1st responder Bringing back the gory rapping like a dopamine reviver Hook (X4) A yo I wanna get on a level escapes me from reality Verse 2 She like a dragon when she jonesin’ in the streets looking for poison Endin’ every single night with head hanging over toilets Some of em not flushed tears smear the face blush Got a decent family but addicted to the rush, Of where the next highs gonna take her meet the prophet or the maker Your man got a Bugatti or he scoop you in a Prius A Lexus many exes activities is reckless can never keep a job claiming every man is sexist Stubborn as a biker you confront at interventions They told you leave the dude instead you let em pop you up Now moms watch your baby you perform two girls and a cup Tryn to ride the wave me two blackmail a senator Bleak reality for tasks to keep gas up in the Celica Pulled over by the cops because her plates were never registered Called in a female officer activity irregular Found a couple bags mugshot look like the predator Hook (X4) A yo I wanna get on a level escapes me from reality
5.	Lemon Pepper Stress Sauce 02:43	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 I got stress like wood all up in a sawmill, Pressure been building and it’s bursting out the gills, Debbie fuckn downer pessimistic Peter, Levels outta wack yo take me to your leader, Veins bulging outta temples hoping my coffins cedar, Super shitastic rockn a wifebeater, Mail envelopes red like contents of the toilet, Burnt both arms so pass me the ointment, Every other hour late for an appointment the hits don’t stop repo man lift up the forte, Hundred twenty-seven-dollar monthly payment, Live in a garage cause the fucker vacant, Cocaine on the molar cause the bugger aching, Bookies on my tail might move to Shenzhen. But the luck I seem to have his fuckn families Asian Shuck me like the 3rd Rail Mr. Raiden Hook (X3) Lemon pepper stress sauce over open wounds At my boiling point heated level up to the moon (X1) Something better give or stick up everyone in room Verse 2 Heaters fuckn busted and a/c never worked, Instead invested in shit kickers for the dirt, Tension tighter than strings on baby grands, From my wack job I just got canned, And from my exes job you know that I’ve been banned, Nothing in the fridge just some old ham, Better change quick or I’ll be living in a van, Every action that I make seems to go against the plan, So I self-medicate and light up another gram, Unknown caller and I pick up and you know I join the scam, Gotta a lot of time to waste so I shove it to the man, Like a fugitive I’ll be living on the lam, Seven squad compared to the black hand, Serpents in the desert as we roaming through the sand, Pressure builds diamonds sweat pouring through the glands, No matter what it takes I got more product than the fans, Hook (X3) Lemon pepper stress sauce over open wounds At my boiling point heated level up to the moon (X1) Something better give or stick up everyone in room
6.	One Can Carry 01:38	info	buy track
7.	Jenkem 02:48	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 I keep it litty with the pen there’s no way to comprehend, The way the style stay fresh so much fire like Koresh, Feel the rush as the knife drives through ya abdomen, Six course meal beef wellington dump the shells in the shooty produced by Remington But Morf made the beat shit it is very sweet Like taking pair tweezers behind the eyeball for meat This verse will keep me warm hydroponic up in the chimney, Pristine delivery stay savage like unruly chimpanzees, Swinging from the trees but I grind em’ and I blaze em’, These suckas out here tricking saying everything verbatim, Thats why the lead discharge let ammo penetrate em’, Control Z situations and Plan B accommodations, Will wear you very thin everything is testing your patience, But the product never suffer working with the best equation, A loop to get it started my flow is the transportation Hook Keep it going keep it going im continuously flowing Keep it going keep it going Less talk and more of showing Verse 2 A lotta action little talk the work resembles chalk These words ambitious sharp like talons of a hawk You smell the fuckn im cookn Mr. Johnson I’m the rock, Yo I’m droppn massive serious bite of a carnivorous, stayed inconspicuous but now i get delirious, Whenever handed microphones control the zone like Al Capone, Believers outta watchers every word I spit they all hang on, Real fans staying hungry like the holy month of Ramadan, Not satisfied by filler trash carbon copy trendy lads Swervin into lanes cause they cannot find a steady path, Not fuckn with the petty cash deeper pockets Loui bag, Copp that verse now before math rises on the tag, Just listen to the hook cause in the booth you know I never lag, Divy up the Similac wanna find me at the lab, These fuckers really hating but they do not wanna take a stab, I’m outty in a ninja haters on the corner haling cabs
8.	F Around & Find Out 03:02	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 You come searching for beef but end up with kidneys, Outrages raps they end up in Ripley’s Down fuckn under jus like in Sydney Morf random thoughts im sure they pretty filthy Gelatinous like brains oozin like an open vein Final destination corpse in front of speeding trains Feed you hot fire knock you right outta ya frame Lab dirty dingy and skulls hangin from chains Break the bars down find out lyrics in Insane Take aim like a sniper on the window pane My rap is universal and it’s claiming all terrain (11) Its Surgery time so from sleep I will refrain, Wanna feel sawing of bones and scalpel tearing the flesh Blood splattering walls like I took a hit of meth I aint cleaning up the mess so do it strictly for jest Crack open the skull expose the spiders nest Hook Fuck around and find out I will make you wipe out Fuck around and find out Give you a bloody snout Fuck around and find out Mind darker then a stout Fuck around and find out make ya crew fly south Verse 2 How long are intestines lets get to Fact checkin, Bones pretty solid use em as a weapon, Henchmen decrepit colostomy full Stain up every aisle when you shopping at jewel, (4) Drool on my shirt lobotomy looking fool, Special kinda kid always the stinky one at school, Gossip says im strange students saying that im weird, Probably cause im eating hind legs of a deer,(8) Grem and Austin in heaven barbequing up the steer With this glasgow smile we stirrin alot of fear Might leave without a limb no waivers get it clear, The Drugs taking over controlling like puppeteers (12) Drop shit knowledge like a sketchy chandelier I stay servin sick bars never mister Belvedere Im Poisoning the liver chugging 5ths of everclear, Time to meet the maker which substance will get me near Fuck around and find out I will make you wipe out Fuck around and find out Give you a bloody snout Fuck around and find out Mind darker then a stout Fuck around and find out make ya crew fly south
9.	Odd Surgery Featuring DreamTek 02:37	lyrics	buy track
Tony P. verse You know its nasty when I kill it sizzle like a skillet, Whole body cut in half now you deal with two midgets, Question my crew all you gonna hear is crickets, While these others fuckers tricking telling on they selves with lyrics, But can I even call them that more of a confession, Can off you anytime don’t even need a blessing, Arching from the line you can call me Stephen, Plasma on the wig salad with the French dressing, Lived to talk about it then take it as a blessing, Instead you play with fire challenge theory of the lesson, Dedication bullet proof of this there is no question, Lotta skulls with crossbones at my intersection, Hollows through the flesh if disrespect is a detection, Way we offin music everybody straight perplexin, Not wrestling but catch a lot of flexin, Jelly hit the ground just like fuckn shell casings Blaooow!! DreamTek verse: Bitch! I’ll blow the meat from behind ya eyeballs Have fuckin brain matter dripping all inside your white claw, I write with a sword dipped in blood better hope that you tight with the lord, Pickin mic fights with the wrong type, what you wanna die for?, Slight pause before I get to killin shit, A villain in this, hands to the ceiling or I’m peeling clips, When sevens in the building feel the fear in the civilians, It’s fuck everybody man I’ve said it for the millionth, Test me on the mic and see what happen to you, Just got back from New Orleans and now we practicing voodoo, My wrath is brutal, like a pack of pits attacking a poodle, Half of you is doodoo, we sit back and laugh at what you do, Take acid and bask in rivers sippin Jack and bitters, With hippie bitches legs harrier than tarantulas, Your crew some pant shitters scared to dance with us, Be surprised if you fuckin survive the ride in the ambulance
10.	Don't Deal With It 02:53	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 No specific topic but words of a prophet My flows buries beats like slumberin in coffins, Meet me half way but you not Kenny Loggins Borderline crazy on the corner stocking Buyers of talent for the venue so it’s rocking I was born ready skill sharp shred spaghetti Your girl ruff riding ex pres. like teddy Hallow tips blast turn target to confetti My flow durable like coolers made by yeti Hands remain steady blicking off the Dessy insights of barrel the outcome pretty messy The buyer counting money twice tht shit to me is sketchy (12) Like rappers on accounts when you looking only selfies, Fuckers at a steak house talking give me kale please Everything is coming soon endless life swim with cocoons Seven up in NOLA and we stompin up to Baton Rogue Hook (X4) Late to interventions therapist fed up with me Verse 2 Late to interventions therapist fed up w/ me Raised very good street life is a subsidy My parents made enough but nothing I ever wanted free Rapper now a days oozin shit like colastapy Words that im speaking coliseum like Socrates Fuckers flowin now auto tunes what a mockery Shooter flash the blick now you tearing eyes watery I could get personal shank sharper than a widows peak corpse rushing through very lively like a steady creek, Don't make the wrong move like Serpico bullet in cheek(10) I can get you gone quick kilos of Bolivian skee Mexican brick weed brown seedy Reggie Spit nasty shit so content super edgy Hot like a furnace in the basement like Freddy Cut you with an axe like the logo for henny Never ask for beef end up dead just like Kenny Hook (X4) Late to interventions therapist fed up with me
11.	Gotta Shit Again 02:57	lyrics	buy track
Verse 1 I lotta shit i talk a lot of shit I spit, Lot of it no sense like a chick with 3 titts, Dark in the club shades with limousine tints Producers wack sound go heavy on the synth, Play out burnt up samples like torches to some candles, Commercial with some bars tomato soup Campbell, Rock a feather on my pen like I'm writing a preamble, Livin in the Chi take a breath jus a gamble, This not Vegas but Seven keep them odds' low, Cosign spread Okinawa up to Oslo, Raw hip hop nothing less check the demo, Lifted like rastas puttn torches to petro, Sit yo ass down like the logo of death row, Morf cold with the beats but the verse cause a heat stroke, More tools in trunk then aisles at home depot, You got some respect I take it back like the repo, Hook Gotta shit again gotta shit again, Fake rappers be wack poppn eggs like a hen, Gotta shit again gotta shit again, Dropping shit songs contents like dependz Verse 2 Feces in the freesteez alive on a Saturday check pulse not a beegee, Stool deficate smell make it look 3D, Virtual reality goiter named Malerie, Thts not even top ten of body abnormalities, Burning blisters off a toes while other’s losing calories, Grind my nails down line em up then i snort em, Cause of death is obvious you can keep the postmortem, Body parts kept neat classified and assorted, Stock human bones like others keep Jordan's, Meat behind the eyeball smell like rigamotis, You lookn like a vick so come here hold this, Cant contol your gas like the muthafuckin potus, Warsaw seen but no not from Poland, Paskudny with the bars while you on the couch scrolling, Im the cancer of this game a dope rappin omen, Skills sharper then hands of a bro name Logan Hook Gotta shit again gotta shit again, Fake rappers be wack poppn eggs like a hen, Gotta shit again gotta shit again, Dropping shit songs contents like dependz
12.	Odd Surgery 02:37 video	lyrics
Tony P. verse You know its nasty when I kill it sizzle like a skillet, Whole body cut in half now you deal with two midgets, Question my crew all you gonna hear is crickets, While these others fuckers tricking telling on they selves with lyrics, But can I even call them that more of a confession, Can off you anytime don’t even need a blessing, Arching from the line you can call me Stephen, Plasma on the wig salad with the French dressing, Lived to talk about it then take it as a blessing, Instead you play with fire challenge theory of the lesson, Dedication bullet proof of this there is no question, Lotta skulls with crossbones at my intersection, Hollows through the flesh if disrespect is a detection, Way we offin music everybody straight perplexin, Not wrestling but catch a lot of flexin, Jelly hit the ground just like fuckn shell casings Blaooow!! DreamTek verse: Bitch! I’ll blow the meat from behind ya eyeballs Have fuckin brain matter dripping all inside your white claw, I write with a sword dipped in blood better hope that you tight with the lord, Pickin mic fights with the wrong type, what you wanna die for?, Slight pause before I get to killin shit, A villain in this, hands to the ceiling or I’m peeling clips, When sevens in the building feel the fear in the civilians, It’s fuck everybody man I’ve said it for the millionth, Test me on the mic and see what happen to you, Just got back from New Orleans and now we practicing voodoo, My wrath is brutal, like a pack of pits attacking a poodle, Half of you is doodoo, we sit back and laugh at what you do, Take acid and bask in rivers sippin Jack and bitters, With hippie bitches legs harrier than tarantulas, Your crew some pant shitters scared to dance with us, Be surprised if you fuckin survive the ride in the ambulance
13.	Tony Patagonia x Morf One - Tiguan Kraut 02:35	lyrics
Verse 1 What's all this wack trash about, Fake persona for some clout Hip hop is in my DNA and that's what I'm about, Push scales like blue bass bricks in the river like some trout Metal on ya bones like a bad case of the gout, The shooters sitting patiently like players in a dug out, Hollows through the teflon never lookin for the easy route, Bodies in the Tiguan and the stench smell like some sour kraut We assault violently spittin to a zombie crowd, Omnicrom I am gone mushrooms like the Babylon These fuckers gettn left all they only do is straddle on Too close like the car alarm machete in a diesel farm, Lyrically inclined so with words you know I cause so harm, Murder really nothing hands dirty never jus like a don, Bloodier then Carrie straight crazy up at the prom This rap shit on lock and my skill level is long Never go against the god or like Biggie you dead wrong Verse2 Ahh yo I'm sleepin in a coffin droppin massive fecal often, Metamucil in the nestle quick but shit it never softens, More ratchet than a mosh pit yall softer than some fake titts, Hittin you with heaters calibers give you face lifts, Syringe taste is waist less I'm crashin all the space ships, Invading all humanity with tony morf creations, morbid infestation objective annihilation Ravens gouging eyes out like stone picking masons, On a level make you vomit psychedelics Hunter Thompson, Put a body in a plastic bag and then we get to stompin, Every single bar I drop always ill and pretty rotten, Powered by the diesel and the flow is fiber optic, No motives or methods or even any logic, Conscious pretty gruesome and he lookin like a hobbit, This is business never personal I'm lookn for the profit, You pricks confess to murder I keep bodies in the closets

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Nothing is off limits in this lurid memoir of projectile foreign debris. At the helm Tony P. & Morf One expel an ominous shell but also manage to carry an entertaining itinerary throughout the album. Nothing is normal and everything is sketchy Meat Behind The Eyeballs grinding teeth edgy.. Peace!

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released October 10, 2023

Produced & scratches by Morf One
Lyrics by Tony Patagonia
Recorded at The BrainCastle Studios 2022/2023

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Tony Patagonia Chicago, Illinois

Born and raised in Chicago Tony always kept his ear out for the real hiphop. Eventually starting to do his own thing in the late 90's. Heavily influenced by east coast classic styles he then adapted his own. Spittin with a midwestern flare which only meant the story of the streets. Coming to full circle once partnered up wit Dreamtek and Seven Oddities. ... more