Mattafact - Camera Tricks

A rap song about being a reporter. Instrumental by: Gramatik.

Lyrics:
Standing in front of another crime scene, a murder suicide
What's taking the coroner? C'mon there's only two inside
Family on the street in tears with their hands on their cheeks
All I've got are hunger pangs cause a man's gotta eat
What a twisted world it is for an efficient journalist
A sick sense of humor is all we can use as our tourniquets
An interview with a widow, close up of the weeping
Write the story on Friday, get drunk for the weekend
Finally a little bit of an escape sorta
Til we spend the night complaining among other reporters
Coulda been a doctor, operate and save lives
Now I document pain while jockeying for face time
Smile and wave to those who recognize me
I'm Matt from 7 is how I beg politely
Flash my media pass with no shame
Cause reporting's like the crime we cover, it don't pay

I'm kind of a big deal, all over the city probably
Ok my salary is the life of the pity party
If I call my dad to say how much he means, to me
He'll answer like ok how much you need? Two G's?
I never get it but it never hurts to ask
Cause this air mattress is really starting to hurt my back
But the perks ain't bad when you're a moocher
Jacking afterparty passes? Me gusta
The problem with me is that it's harder to mince words
So I can't help, but break the heart of an intern
"How can you go live? I'd proop bricks and go pale!"
Well I do that cause I pray the equipment don't fail
"Wow it must be cool to get spotted on the street"
Unless it's when I'm stealing forks after stopping by to eat
But people don't see all that if they ever see me
Too busy saying "Hey you you're on TV!"

When I was young watching news on the television screen
It was everything to me cause it represents a dream
Like mom that'll be me someday just watch me
Once I got my act together no one could stop me
Gonna change the world, at least try to just better it
But what about after you don't rely on adrenaline?
Still deep in debt and the job don't put a dent in it
Though I've put a few in walls thinking about the mess I'm in
You meet some good people, and some of the worst
But there's nothing exposing the scum of the earth
And hearing from somebody who likes all the time put in
Learning something that they maybe otherwise wouldn't
After a week of digging to find out where the problem lies
Hearing a thank you is impossible to quantify
Most days are irrelevant in the worst way
Til I'm reminded why I fell in love in the first place

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