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 #

truwerdz - mumble rap lyrics

Loading...

verse 1 :

look, what ever happened to the spittin with barz
most of these rappers have no drive, only sit in a car, sh-t is bizarre
they want smoke but wouldn’t lift a cigar
i guess it’s money over lyrics , they’re dismissin the art

these tin men must be missin a heart
to many scabs in the game, i wanna pick them apart
i wanna crawl under they skin and watch them live the scars
i’m not impressed with these posers, not even spittin at par

so i’ve made sp-ce for the fame so i can sit as a star
i’ll make change from a cent, the way i’m spittin thus far
if they put me in a pickle, they gotta dill with the bars
i’m screwed up, and locked in, i fillem all in a jar, for real

i’m just spittin facts, the beat, i’ll be rippin that, i’m cookin up storm, if they wanna know where’s the kitchen at
my style ain’t free, that’s why i hit them with a written rap
a bar exam, while these mumble rappers just been skippin cl-ss

hook :

i don’t understand why these kids are loving mumble rap
you can bet if anyone of them better, i’ll double that
you can pick their top 5, their top lines, i’ll crumble that
all i know that i will keep on fighting, watch me rumble back

verse 2 :

i make a lot money for being sick, got expensive germs
i’m loyal to these barz, give them a sentence with extensive terms
i always try my best no matter what, givin this pen some work
and if i catch myself messin up then it’s lesson learned

i don’t really care about them bridges, i just letem burn
let them burn and let them burn, f-ck it i will let them burn
for those who f-ckin mumble in their raps , they can get the bird
that’s middle finger, just in case they didn’t get it, let it stir

i’m pot roastin, this is me just heatin up, i’m hot often
i won’t sell my soul just to make it, i guess i’m god chosen
i’ve been thinking outside the box ever since the box open
i’m outboxin, bobbing and weaving, daretem to come, close in

you mumble rappers, get your nose broken
we can get f-ckin jumping like a pogo stick
they can even try to hit me with a low blow hit
i’ll keep on eatin like i won’t go slim, and that sh-t is real

hook :

i don’t understand why these kids are loving mumble rap
you can bet if anyone of them better, i’ll double that
you can pick their top 5, their top lines, i’ll crumble that
all i know that i will keep on fighting, watch me rumble back

- truwerdz lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...