left ginsberg – whispers lyrics
[intro]
i’ve got whispers in my head (whispers! got whispers!)
telling me to rock this, telling me i got this (hahahahahaha)
ashy collective mixtape (uh) (yo)
you should rock this man cause you got this
[verse 1]
i grip the mic tight i got blisters
hotter than the apple in your fritters
yes, it’s left mister ginsberg don’t say the mister just get the picture
while i shine like a nice light fixture on the quest for the perfect mixture
cut the drums out sick sir kodak moment you could take a picturе
no flash but i’m flashy enough ashy collective wе ashy it up
feel as though i’m savvy enough to play my hand as you bluff do damage i’m rough
yes, my art is official while most are just plain artificial
sharp as a tack clean as a whistle your lame as those similes how could you get with me
[chorus]
whispers in my head telling me to rock this, rock this, rock this
telling me i got this (got this! got this!)
i got these whispers in my head (uh)
telling me to rock this (rock this! rock this!)
telling me i got this (got this! got this!)
[verse 2]
gotta tip my hat to nate
beat got me like “godd+mn it, nate!” infectious grooves contaminate
ay, clap those hands congratulate
you gotta get up out that stagnant state
shoot your radio in the face for force feeding us audio waste
open up your mouth here comes the airplane (garbage!)
i’m not impressed with how new your car is
how your block is the hardest
all you care about is the profit margins where’s the b+tter the game went margarin
fake lip service they spit collagen
not the path i’ll be following i rock this here for a brighter tomorrow man
[chorus]
whispers in my head telling me to rock this, rock this, rock this
telling me i got this (got this! got this!)
i got these whispers in my head (uh)
telling me to rock this (rock this! rock this!)
telling me i got this (got this! got this!)
i got this (uh!)
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