Songtexte ODD COBBLER - Davila

We're back in it, we're back in it
We're back here, we're back here
Yo, I need you to put my headphones all the way up
All the way up, I don't even want to hear the room right now

Yeah, we're about to do this shit
This is practice
Yeah
Look

Take the boards back out the storage, kids
Game ain't dead yet, nah, just need some more assist
Clear the league, make them home run
Dust below the kicks

Foreclose those who low on mortgages, man
Whack rappers with their bowls of porridges
Living rent free off repeated melodies and choruses
Look

One suspect bar, and it's a smack right below the wrist
Before they all stormed, would never let it go or live
Now they all soft serve ice cream cones and shit
I tell them off, they all freeze
Nobody's really cold as this

Yeah
Ma, you got truth in your walk
Give me them toes to lick
I could be a freak too
Come, come get a load of this
Fully loaded banana clip with zero hoes to split
I hope nobody notices
Oh, please, baby, don't resist
I got a crew nobody knows exists
Because we all move, so god damn
Silent like all the O's you get

Bitch, I never hope
I hold my piss to let the world permit
If hip hop is back like crack, I'm below the nose of it
And if I drown like Moses, split the ocean just to hold the clique
That ain't covid, baby
The flow is sick
The flow is sick baby, really get yourself checked out

Yo, let me get on my shit
Hold on, hold on

Pour the caviar up in the Cadillac
The cat is calling me
I scat when we be jazzing on the mat and jizzing on her back
Excuse me, shouldn't shoot my business out like that
I'm not content until my content is continental
I wouldn't flaunt all my moves, man
that's confidential
You need to walk different shoes before you converse with confidence
Whereabouts where the office is
Block was hot with officers
When me and don were prospering
Around the corner was a spot for them
Ditch the alley, move the corner
Cops got bothered then
That's not our problem man
Hustle never stops from three to four to six to five
We was on the phone pushing orders just to free our minds
That's the motive, keep it cordial, then I'll reap the time
I seek divine
And if I haven't reached my peak, this at least a sign
A genesis of a new design
The Michelangelo of modern rhyme
It's all aligned