paroles de chanson Psa - Edwin Felter

Two words fuck you
Three words fuck you too
I don't care about my music clout
And fuck all my views
Much love to my fans
But this song is not about you
It's about Rezcrew the best crew blowing up like
Bazooka
And it's about these bitch ass wack ass rappers that already knew
They said I need to grow as a person
And bitch I done grew
From the substance we consume
And the food that we chew
Hi its nice to meet you my name is Groot

Yeah
Cant teach talent the balance is out of line
Fake it until you make it
You get it you got it you buy
Rinky dinky stinky finger for all the people who lie
And word up much love for the artist who try
Just saying
They say that artwork is defined by perception
Or is it just to please the mind and the eyes
Guys that is the question
Get it always in the clothes that I slept in
Did I hurt your feelings
Huh
I'm so sorry just checking
I'm going off
Kinda cocky but I'm not showing off
The flow is so variety it might have been Vicodin
I don't know
Why don't you follow through look at you and what you do
Sus
The greatest ever design fine material
Lyrical of course but the I spy invisible
Music touches the soul and ears its irresistible
Listen
You think you all this
You think you all that
You think you can rap but that curator never called back
Did they whatever
My life's endanger always living for pleasure
I love it but sometimes I wake up and I can't even remember
Oof
Look on the roof it's a fucken wolf
Hip hop Ima need the throne tell your group to scoot
Double up on the cone here's an extra scoop
Life is jumping through the hoops and it creates a loop
Yall need to learn the alphabet instead of eating the soup
Exodia's forbidden fuck you mean bought fruit
I get puss by the foot
I hit puss in my boots
But I get paid to behave and write the verse and the hook
Fuck this song and fuck my lyrics just another page to my book