Songtexte Lyrical Exercise - LeGacie

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, This is another painting in my mind's canvas
My mind is dope, and the scope
Is size of the Grand Canyon
You say that you the best
That's fishy; your words salmon
You copy Kodak black
So I'll shoot your photo with canon
Mariah's carry And even Nick's have cannons
Either a home's a trap house
Single mothered, or just abandoned
Im an alien, from another planet that crash landed
Trying make the rap game my platform
Like crash bandit-Coot
I'm worth the loot, this the proof
And the words candid
Salute, to the recruits and the troops
Fighting for families
A few years from now, I promise I'll win a Grammy
Get checks full of big bucks, praying for no wammys
I'm so outspoken, the first amendment should ban me
I don't care if your legs broken, you'll still have to stand me
Feel me like Braille
Now read this like nook
I'm trying to set sell, and get booked like flat Stanley
Even when I'm rich, I'll be buying toyota Camrys
Panning like cameras, panorama to scope this canyon
Brought it back full circle, now this picture's complete
Now plan the funeral, cause this instrumental's deceased, Sheesh
I know you wonder how I fit this all on sheet
It's facts like Mickey
I got many about as big as Pete
If her milk shake bring all the boys to the yards
These sweet bars, brings all the broads to the street
Nigga
And you don't have to be my toes to meet defeat
Nigga
I'm like them hotel rooms, I'm living sweet
Nigga
Yeah, Ha
Lyrical
Exercise!!!