azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

shokora - ***[matt's apt] lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1: shokora]
i’m flying on a pegasus giving legos to legolas
this n-gga on tv tryna get me to go to everest
my life is p-ssing me by though
fi-fo-fee-fum, let’s end this show on a high note
drink some ayahuasca, put lsd in your eyeholes and take a spiritual journey man something like a revival
and every-time i spit i feel i’m rewriting the bible but please don’t tell jesus if anything
you can call me two dollar yeezus ‘cos i spit hot fire alter egos like doubtfire
n-ggas they admire the sk!ll, i fire at will, got n-ggas running circles like a fire drill in china
i’ll eat your dinner at the timer
i’m pretty f-cking cool and you are sorta kinda
godd-mn i hate these rhymers that i gotta pretend to like like
give these n-ggas a bike so they can f-cking ride better
give these n-ggas some flow so they can f-cking dive better
give these n-ggas some light so they f-cking shine better
waterboy on the field now they need to hike better
i’m pretty f-cking sick
i wonder if my dogs even know i’m mike vick
i said i’m pretty f-cking sick
you can catch me in the bimmer packing sativa or you can catch me with a group of losers playing the leader
or you can catch me if you can man i mean d-mn
n-ggas hate my flow like it’s written in comic sans but f-ck it just raise your hands
baby go head and dance, she whine like a 3 year old and now it’s all about you like see i told
my face has seen more -ss than a stripper pole
what i got is contagious, you couldn’t keep it in cages
you should call me auntie mama ‘cos i’m so outrageous, ostentatious, looking for sp-cious places to bring to bas-m-nt back
‘cos rap need that more than a f-cking fitted cap
you’re so disrespectful, they don’t need to be respected and your flow makes me ralph, so i had to wreck it
and they had to check it out like, waiter, waiter, could you bring me a doggy bag so i can save this filet for later
ladies and gentlemen, this is shokora, a carpooler for the n-ggas who don’t have rides just sit back and vibe
to the f-cking wizardry, militant artillery’s what you get when you’re bringing out the kid in me
‘cos he thinks he’s the bomb
when he’s not with his mom he’s a f-cking hooligan who needs to go to school again
but he’s focused on getting paper so he can feel cool again, he knows it will ruin him
but if you’re any better, i suggest you pick the stone up and beat me till i’m dead like a cop filing his quota motorola soldiers
you n-ggas need to get your f-cking bars up



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...