paroles de chanson Dothraki - Dr Bigf MC

The present becomes the past quick
If you're on time you're late
Being early is the way
I run a track until my feet hurting
Chop a beat
Slice a sample
Precisely as a Harley street surgeon
Bigf is at hand
Keeps making beats and writing rhymes
Without a definite plan
They say he hasn't made it yet
Define making it
I'm feeding my family
You can keep all the famousness
That's honestly not really my cup of tea
I stay so hungry that when it's time to eat
I've got the appetite of five emcees
Quite a cheek
I snatch the food from your plate
Just like a seagull on Brighton beach
Quite a feat
You sound pretty wise
How old are you anyway
Uhm let's just say
Older than Kendrick
Younger than Nas
Which explains the old fashioned language
And outdated slang which
Is inflected in some of my rhymes
That's amazing
More than cracks in pavements
I've got raps to say with
Tectonic actual plate shifts
Rappers lack in patience
Wanting overnight success
Don't take yourself so serious
Thats why they're stressed
Mics get blessed
It's not that deep
It's just music
So just cool it
It's not a matter of life or death
Your career started off with a bang
But not going to get too far
Like putting diesel inside of your petrol car
Then getting drunk in a bar
Truly damaging
Still worse for wear from the previous nights shenanigans
Your man is on
The rise like Type 2
Diabetes mellitus
You may say that I'm just like you
Not slightly true in the slightest
We are not the same

BigF ever the pragmatist
In the cold weather
My skin gets ashy like a dragon's lips
Might spit the first verse in Yoruba
Spit the hook in Swahili
Don't @ me
I roll deep
1000 Dothraki
To back me
Still standing
So clear the runway for the King's Landing
Flying high in unfriendly skies
No familiar troops
A bit closer to the truth
BigF