Lyrics Shreve Who? - C.Shreve the Professor

I said Carolina mind states mixed up on the west coast
Breathe in with a chest toast and then drop the best flows
The quest goes despite the yes, no′s, and maybes it don't matter
And where you go in life don′t really depend up on the chatter
Now watch how the matter and space end up all related
And I been tryna shine but I can't help from gettin faded
What's debated is the essence, feelin that for centuries
We ain′t have the time, we couldn′t connect it mentally
Or physically but spiritually, I could tell we could make it
Now how far you wan take it, heart on your sleeve all naked
Shreve been all vacant unless it was rap related
Ayo, y'all old flows sound dilapidated, you ain′t graduated
I been teachin for a minute now, I'm bout to leave school
PRO tip: don′t believe in what they feed you

Shreve who (Shreve who) Shreve what (Shreve what)
What the fuck (What the fuck) fuck is up (Fuck is up)
It ain't much (It ain′t much), it ain't a lot (It ain't a lot)
But this right here right here) is all we got (It′s all we got)
Shreve who (Shreve who) Shreve what (Shreve what)
What the fuck (What the fuck) fuck is up (Fuck is up)
It ain′t much (It ain't much), it ain′t a lot (It ain't a lot)
But this right here right here) is all we got (It′s all we got)

Ayo, your eyes tell more truth than your mouth could ever speak
I look into your heart and find places thats never reached
It's like the way forever speak when I′m all inside of your heart locks
All I see starts and stops, check my art swatch
Paint you forever like a masterpiece in time
But I don't fuck with watches so I don't fuck with the lines
Yeah, I′m dyin inside but outside smilin to woes
All this shit rhyme but it′s all from the PROs, and more shows
More tours, more styles, more albums
More toasts, more boasts, more gettin more close to balance
My nows been the closest to greatest I ever felt
When it's all about to change it feel froze before it melt
Now what′s a belt if you ain't tighten it, it′s dead weight
Now lay these demons down to waste, it's like I demonstrate
Now what′s the final gate you gotta break thru to wake
Now give em they flowers while they here, now let it pollinate

Shreve who (Shreve who) Shreve what (Shreve what)
What the fuck (What the fuck) fuck is up (Fuck is up)
It ain't much (It ain't much), it ain′t a lot (It ain′t a lot)
But this right here right here) is all we got (It's all we got)
Shreve who (Shreve who) Shreve what (Shreve what)
What the fuck (What the fuck) fuck is up (Fuck is up)
It ain′t much (It ain't much), it ain′t a lot (It ain't a lot)
But this right here right here) is all we got (It′s all we got)
Shreve Who