beat by Rockit Productions www.soundclick.com/rockitproductions
Story behind the song
too long of a story
Lyrics
(might not be word for word, i just started spittin)
I'm in a limo-tinted rented 'Sclade'
wit tinted shades, in a vintage suede
lookin like i'm nicholas cage
writtin mint condition rhymes
on a lime scented page,
dip me in a marinade
i'll always be ready to Bake
got you maxin out ya stereo
blaring the Imperial
very own, known ta bury a bone
beware of the flow you never know where it'll go
you could be at home and (next thing) you know you LoCo
keep watchin us keep blossoming
keep peepin us reach streets with an ease
that half the industy m.c.s will never acheive,
you better believe aint nobody ready for me
When i deliver a syllable i scribbled i'm givin it birth
when i put it don in a verse is means that i gave it a purpose
its the word version of a new born person
each is equally worth eachother and each diverse
some of em turn a word so curved that they turn nervous
some of em trickle like a river that be quiverin nipples
and deliver a rhythem that be shivering even the riddles
even the little teeniest and meaningless pitt patta
and ya i still dabble yo dont matta
i'm the cypher stopper
writters blocker
fuck proper
i lift shoppers and pick pockets
twist sockets
get knowledge
cuz no cop that exists is honest.
lets be honest
everything that i do is a smooth maneuver
like schoolin you fools like ya students of music
each movement I use to seduce and loosen you
up just enough ta get up wit out bruisin you
you got a hop in ya step?
i've got springs in my shoes
always got a sack on me
like a kangaroo
when i hang with you, i dont take the same route
i swing(*swang) through, like dang orangatangs do
it aint a thing dude, i've got fangs like vlad
the impaler, I'm FaT the inhaler
i like my weed light green
i like peaches and cream
i like a white T wit a nice crease in the jeans
i like to have nice dreams
i like my hash pipe clean
i like the to have the sun beam
on my back at the beach