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bias b - flavour thru ya speakers lyrics

[bias b]
my dad keeps on bugging me to save my cash
you’ll need a house and all that, i should be making stacks
but i’m waiting back, hanging out with mates who rap
always late paying tax, don’t save a cent, i always raid the stash
i like to splash it on some dinner and wine
having the time of my life, late nights comfort me, i wind my mind
i find i spend too many hours on end
putting a bend in my brain with substance i shouldn’t recommend
i settle in for a night on the couch
but this hip hop life has got me waking up, i should be p-ssing out
walking past my house, smell the p-ssing about
a free paper, time for play, but let me spark it up now

flavour thru the speakers, smelling lovely

sometimes i wonder why i bother to rap
travel interstate just to rock on a track
wake up after the show and i’m coughing up black
i wish my wallet was fat, i’ve got to stop and look back
and all these kids want to chat, always the same old convo
disable that sh-t and let me sit and sip my cointreau
i’ve got no time for this idle conversation
d-mn right it’s wasting, trains the same in every state
and i’m hating the scene like lyrical commiss’ at times like this
wanna find a chick to kiss, but some kid’s got some lyrics to spit
i’ve had enough of it, sometimes i can’t be f-cked with it
you roll that scoob yet d? let’s puff on it

flavour thru the speakers, smelling lovely

my name is always on the door list so f-ck the cost of it
everything always free with a rhinoceros hanging off of it
on top of this i’ve got to write lyrics that chopper ripped
i used to send out promos, now i’m shipping out a box of sh-t
watch kids stop me on the street, they want their sh-t signed
spit rhymes into my ear and let me know how much they dig mine
gone are the days getting p-ssed, drinking to get blind
instead go out for dinner with mates and slowly sip wine
see basically my sh-t shines on stage when i kick rhymes
drinking cointreau cranberry with a twist of lime
the radio cohost who occasionally smokes
go crack a bottle of moet with chick’s breast cause i’m so stoked

- bias b lyrics

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