white noyes - soft lyrics
[verse 1: white noyes]
fall ‘98, i’m cruising down caroline
here’s a little flashback, i’m in the right state of mine
nope this ain’t a crime, that’s pretty much the paradigm
sit outside, it was dark, we were young, scary times
we were out for one thing, two words: star bursts
had my dad start the car first, in our starters
three dude approached “okay b-tches, we want it now
better turn those pillowcases upside down”
more questions came like “what you think we playing?!”
shaving cream cans popped opened, started spraying
hoped i wouldn’t catch a knuckle sandwich to face and
i closed my eyes for a split second, started praying
cuz i could see their evil grins shining with that flashlight
rubbed my eyes, did a double take, i had bad sight
this is way worse than my dream from last night
i was slowly peeling back on my scream mask i
started mouthing off like “you’re a piece of cr-p!” right?
ryan’s busy slinging slurs: “your mom’s a fat dyk-!”
pat’s poking fun at this guy’s banana bike
they yelled back “okay, f-dg-packers, who wanna fight?!”
so we jumped in the hatchback wicked fast right
dad gunned it, fumes blew from the gas pipe
spun around the corner on that shiny black ice
out of breath, wheezing hard, like we hit the hash pipe
situation sunk in, adrenaline still pumpin’
when i finally came to, all i saw was smashed pumpkins
“fear the reaper” bumping, conclusions always jumping
in the matter of a minute, went from something to nothing
from caroline to matthews ave, almost back to louis st
we divvied up what we had, we each got like two a piece
this version of me is not someone i want you to see
tonight’s the night, guaranteed that i’m gonna be losing sleep
i’m soft
[hook: generic tha character]
i been running, like someone’s coming
jumping over hurdles ever since i was a young’n
i think it’s time to do the double or nothing
turn it up and get a little dmx bumping
c-ck back, ready for whatever you bringing
beats in their ears, about to keep their heads ringing
nothing to it, like i’m bada-boom, bada-binging
next time i see you i’ma come back swinging
[verse 2: white noyes]
i swore to myself about a million times before
i’d never be the guy that had to even up the score
but i’ve had it up to forehead, i can’t take it anymore
i got bo’s, sais, nunchucks, and twin katana swords
i’m a pitbull in the ring, outside i’m a labrador
you probably still think i’m soft but i’m capable of war
i’m the saboteur, got you shaking heads back and forth
and i’m here to stay now, i’m the one that you can’t ignore
pop, lock and drop it, but i bet you can’t stop it
i’ll whip my sh-t out quicker than fido’s red rocket
i ain’t a lyin’ man, i got a nine in my pocket
you take another step i’m rippin’ arms out their socket
if i talk about a topic and you want your mind off it
i’ll put a hole in your skull, you won’t have to think about it
i just react to the fact that i caught myself in this pinch
if you listen to my early stuff it’ll definitely make you cringe
i’ll tell a straight story, you can call me david lynch
you went that extra mile, i gave you a f-cking inch
i’ll make it clear like fizzy lift, don’t get my words minced
i had pistols pointed at my face, and i still didn’t even flinch
i’m the grinch, my b-lls have grown at least three times
so throw up those peace sign, index down, rewind
test my patience now, then i’m making a f-cking beeline
i’ll k!ll you in the morning, don’t mess with a white man’s tea time
i’m loud as f-ck don’t you ever dare try to shush me
i’ll melt your face with an iron plate and turn your brain mush, b
i’m retro with my insults, you’re that f-cking bush league
i call my dudes “cats,” but really you’re just a p-ssy
i’ll k!ll ya nine lives yo, in nine different ways
you won’t be sedated dawg i’m keeping you awake
there’s no medicine to take, there will be no lives saved
so i’ll end this sh-t with a f-ck you, please don’t have a nice day
i’m hard
[hook: generic tha character]
i been running, like someone’s coming
jumping over hurdles ever since i was a young’n
i think it’s time to do the double or nothing
turn it up and get a little dmx bumping
c-ck back, ready for whatever you bringing
beats in their ears, about to keep their heads ringing
nothing to it, like i’m bada-boom, bada-binging
next time i see you i’ma come back swinging
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