redtheshow - you know my skills lyrics
( redtheshow) : i think having creative lyrics is the most important thing to writing a good song. you know we can’t just go up and write our way into something that doesn’t make sense you know. whether you write about the weather, or write about on going situations about today’s society it’s important that you get the message involve, that message should always catch the attention of people who are interested, that’s why hip hop is a good opportunity to write a message to get everyone else involved
( intro) : listen closely ( closely) to the real music ( music). yeah ain’t got no time for non sense, write something, do something. creativity is key. so let it be, and get this show started, hey red let’s start the show homie
( verse 1 : redtheshow) : who’s down to write to the sound before driving around? closely related enough to the scratch or beat mixers. compared slowly to the task, and more ready then sk!lls to master the flash, of a spiritual voice who’s ready bring a blast from the past. real rap songs tell the story from the beginning to the end. real sk!lls written in blue pens, and accomplish the task to bring a generation closely and within. my use of authority will soon get more of me, and while written songs makes more cash than copying lyrics as a priority. the deal with the mess, as many people get put to rest, and -ssessing the options of rhythmical rhymes makes sure i can put beats in check. real facts, or real myths drops lyrics in my circle, teaching crafts of rhymes, are a real test to playing real rehearsals. sub me in to the death beat as dre spits drums and strums to the real style of components beats it’s a swap meet. selling rhymes for dope and dimes, is not my goal to ruin lives when were only listening to survive. the matchup within is a craftmen timing in, meet my lyrical phrases and thesis statements like reading the book of sins. the master plan of building a song is kind of like welcoming me back as i make my way back home. you know the sk!llz
hook : sk!llz and creativity. let the show on. keeping it real. a drive to the beat my man ( let the beat drop)
verse 2 : the character efficiency makes you groove to the sound, i’m the rapper delight minister uplifting my heavy pounds, and i be using the street credit to get my hopes and dreams fed while i catch the attention of an whole audience to get the selfish praise instead. working through struggle in daily hours, i’m gaining more powers, i’m as tall i can be, i’m becoming a heavy tower. i’ll still continue to fight to get on that is my wish and desire. it’s very easy to manipulate one, than it is to control a whole crowd on sight, and i might drown in water before i catch heat from all the blind bright lights. no more for the spread, i’m spreading like the flu, real jokers these days rather hang out with fake bands and crews. how many times are we gonna see it online, maybe they just want to make it up rather than deny. i still got no right to modify this mess. i rather go to opposite road carrying my tools, so i can disease the fools. sk!lls and praise
hook : sk!llz and creativity. let the show on. keeping it real. a drive to the beat my man ( let the beat drop)
verse 3 : on another tour no one can hold us down yet. the rest of ya’ll, just want to criticize us, but we haven’t even met face to face yet. a lot of kids just want to meet us in hope for a glimpse i bet with some many wanting to try to be part of the next record. it’s a big deal, just like mj the way you make me feel ( good). yeah and i know it’s another start to make my way to the streetz, like my man guru says ” you know my st–z” i haven’t forgotten where i came from i’m still trying to keep it discreet. i ain’t no sellout, while claim to be representing the wrong city. no pity about to start more than just a committee. my smooth component beats is bigger than the rest, while the rest of ya’ll want to make wack flavored lyrics that won’t have a chance to invest. it’s tragic to learn more about, the way rappers collide instead of doing or die, time to erase the memory of an old park driving by. never a finished book is meant to go by, page and page with loving memories it’s a sk!lls and desire to read, and try. am i blind? don’t forget. ( you know the sk!llz is there)
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