rappers wanna "go model" trying to be "fly" on the runway when all their rhyme spray pertains to gunplay what a contrast but when it comes to hip-hop yuh living on a plane similiar to Big Bopper's
my plane is existential, fans are still wistful for back in the days but i run with favorites by the fistful and no, we are not loitering, we are disorderly make beats and kick rhymes but most importantly and i spit like it's my last day cause it might be, i might leave just move and get hit by a truck, im about halfway to lightspeed
im slighty sick but most we hype smoke the colly talk to Al, the boys might smoke tonight knees folks are life living, im strife-given on night shiven motherfuckers near northclans, up outta horse tracks and implored cats with four more and help with store rap but too many feel they dont wanna test like Rorschach i can't work day to day to live and starve in the lunchline that's why my shows last longer than a Talib Kweli punchline I rap into the next bar like a Talib Kweli punchline but I make no sense like a Talib Kweli punchline
cause they dont pay drunks if they own them the ticket i started to rip it at O'burns instead of talking to chickens the men were rookie bird catchers, sort gotta outta hand fuck your girlfriend man, put doubt in your man
at your show. on stage playing with your crew while i post up si thinking up lines for you these local rappers aint shit to me i spit serinditity, flipping a diction and i chill with beats like do dippity who's dissing me? crews get to be too fincky criminally spew venom then choose to use mimickiry i bet it hurts you to see me on top jumping on chairs like Roberto Benigni
life is beautiful especially when you concern the average and get above it, fliping samples like a dirty mattress i convey in youth talent that display a true valance who's callens is giving the navy new balance? you might be telling some things to elegance thinkers until i run your house and take your jewels like zelda's Link but it looks like y'all fucked up (cause y'all fucked up) stumbling up and down stairs, apparentely they run amok
punks jump up, its a dark star these car parkers bettter buckle up for the kid with the black pumas and thrift store button up knucle fucks chuckle into fucking up business on instinct ill rush a like im crushing an image with this broken tagan meaning hogging target even progress stopped with image thinks in darkness harking back into the days this isnt a rerun im chillin in the dorm steady drinking Capri Suns
see? that wasn't so hard see that's how you kill a spiderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
