reese laflare - rock out lyrics
(intro)
e, i got you once again…
i ain’t never let you down, did i?
nope…
(verse 1)
now you know we don’t stop, i’m
feeling like a boss, call me head honch
your cypher is a slaughterhouse, dead comp
i cut up them up in slabs, then i chuck them in the trash, i’m redd foxx
let’s rock, respect at the utmost
i’m blind to these common emcees, they don’t come close
if i want yo… spot i’mma take it, you get dropped to the pavement
will you get it back? f-ck no…
that’s gusto… a big set of b-lls
and i’m sick, the doc said turn your head and cough
every broad say my swagger like a special sauce
they dig the whole persona and the way i say the letter r
uh… uh… i should teach a seminar
lames say don’t take the cl-ss, that professor’s hard
that’s the truth, though… they ain’t never lied
e, drop the drums out, dumb out, let it ride!
(hook)
until i’m on top, i won’t stop
they gonna have to drop my box in a plot
they gonna have to put me on lock, three hots & a cot
f-ck y’all, take the cuffs off, i just wanna rock
rock… rock… i just wanna rock
(i just wanna rock)
rock… rock… i just wanna rock
(i just wanna rock)
rock… rock… i just wanna rock
(i just wanna rock)
f-ck y’all, take the cuffs off, i just wanna rock
(verse 2)
atten-hut! the captain’s back
motivated mindset, action packed
best believe that i’m next, but attached to that
is the best to ever do it, set a precedent in music, cause…
voss is a boss, e is a beast
me and tizzer are a team, a diabolical machine
and my brother dom… f-ck it, that’s my ace
if you give him mean mugs, i’ma punch you in the face
death before dishonor, dedicated to my squad
110% will separate us from the mob
employee of the month, never late up on my job
half the bars that i spit put faces into palms
i’m basically the bomb, that’s the simple way to put it
hit the g-mail if you’re interested in booking
the stage show crazy, barnum… bailey
the greatest on earth, i’mma take it to the dirt
(hook)
(bridge)
that’s all it is…
anybody with a set of eyes can see we the best doing it
hands down, no questions asked…
we don’t talk sh-t, we do sh-t
and if anybody does ask who’s the hottest out…
that’s 5 simple letters…
r-e-e-s-e, let’s go!
(hook)
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