this an introduction of my own selection pieces of words put together into a collection spending time rhyming as I hop on the flow my mouth stays hot I’m always ready to go bang bang bang it all out bangarang skrillex been hang hanging all night dealing with stress and never mind the hating never mind the heat and I don’t want more or less just want to me what’s best so listen this a beat hop get up on your feet like your seats hot I’m befriending with this beat without a beatbox dissing this mic like my tongues a trigger spilling out desires like blood stabbing it like a killer thrillers better beware another nightmare is about to be prepared so you better be where you at now stay where you are now with the crowd now cuz I’m about to go on and on and
turn the microphone I’m up with this shit Jolly V’s out to murder this piece I spit I stick my lyrics to this rhythm a new free-freedom about to enter your system my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this I’m proving myself this my residence
ayo I speak the truth you better come and get it yea I see the goons all pulling up their denims so work it out boy you better sweat boy nothing ever comes for free you pay for your playboy bunny if you want that pom poms hip hip hooray for those wanton bon bons how many more brains washed up 퐁퐁 everything we do it’s already been done everybody like white lies everybody like white lies everybody like blind lines everybody want lives like what’s inside the circle the truth always behind the picture that trickery witchery curses now stitched in the book of scriptures how many lies should I pretend to believe is this reality that God’s been telling me to foresee? lackadaisical hearts blabber words that are false making checks like a boss isn’t gonna cover your flaws so come and enter the spotlight with your eyes wide open you’ll see the light but never know what’s been stolen
this how my mic holds me down like this how my mic holds me down like this how my mic holds me down like on and on I go to show who fuck I am turn the microphone I’m up with this shit Jolly V’s out to murder this piece I spit I stick my lyrics to this rhythm a new free-freedom about to enter your system my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this I’m proving myself this my residence
we see too much you see and we hear too much you see we blinding up our own scenery and end up burning down history (eh oh eh oh)
my mic holds me down like this (like this) my mic holds me down like this (like this) my mic holds me down like this (like this) I’m proving myself this my residence
romanization
this an introduction of my own selection pieces of words put together into a collection spending time rhyming as I hop on the flow my mouth stays hot I’m always ready to go bang bang bang it all out bangarang skrillex been hang hanging all night dealing with stress and never mind the hating never mind the heat and I don’t want more or less just want to me what’s best so listen this a beat hop get up on your feet like your seats hot I’m befriending with this beat without a beatbox dissing this mic like my tongues a trigger spilling out desires like blood stabbing it like a killer thrillers better beware another nightmare is about to be prepared so you better be where you at now stay where you are now with the crowd now cuz I’m about to go on and on and
turn the microphone I’m up with this shit Jolly V’s out to murder this piece I spit I stick my lyrics to this rhythm a new free-freedom about to enter your system my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this I’m proving myself this my residence
ayo I speak the truth you better come and get it yea I see the goons all pulling up their denims so work it out boy you better sweat boy nothing ever comes for free you pay for your playboy bunny if you want that pom poms hip hip hooray for those wanton bon bons how many more brains washed up pongpong everything we do it’s already been done everybody like white lies everybody like white lies everybody like blind lines everybody want lives like what’s inside the circle the truth always behind the picture that trickery witchery curses now stitched in the book of scriptures how many lies should I pretend to believe is this reality that God’s been telling me to foresee? lackadaisical hearts blabber words that are false making checks like a boss isn’t gonna cover your flaws so come and enter the spotlight with your eyes wide open you’ll see the light but never know what’s been stolen
this how my mic holds me down like this how my mic holds me down like this how my mic holds me down like on and on I go to show who fuck I am turn the microphone I’m up with this shit Jolly V’s out to murder this piece I spit I stick my lyrics to this rhythm a new free-freedom about to enter your system my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this my mic holds me down like this I’m proving myself this my residence
we see too much you see and we hear too much you see we blinding up our own scenery and end up burning down history (eh oh eh oh)
my mic holds me down like this (like this) my mic holds me down like this (like this) my mic holds me down like this (like this) I’m proving myself this my residenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
