paroles de chanson holy shit - JonSoul

Rob a jewelry store
Actually, I don't need to
My dad already owns one
So I can shit for free, dude

Actually, again
I still gotta pay, but
Fuck a materialistic dream
When y'all can see truth

Shoutout to Trulogy
I make a eulogy
Out of this rap
Recite it at hip hop's funeral
For the true emcees
Who see the game has totally
Become bizarre and lazy
It's crazy how all these people
Can enumerate the same things

Talkin' bout some pointless little shit
Like some designer clothes
Or shouting out to
Random ass objects like
"What up, stove?"

Haha!
Sorry!
But I'm not sorry for the fact
That I caused a
Massive massacre
Of whack rappers
To collapse
Some minutes after
As the beats dropped
They heard my lyrics poppin' off
And now their sales have flopped

I'm an unstoppable force
A problem, of course
So when you hear my shit
Up on your speakers
Y'all better abort
Cause I'm about to
Send some radio waves to the radio slaves
And wake 'em up like a
Good morning cup-o-joe from the grave

Drop a nice 808
To shake their bones to the brain
And do a mic check
One, two
So they can hear me clearly

Yeah!
And I really need y'all to feel me
I may be just another rapper tryin'a break free
But with my passion
I can fly high to the sky
To my dreams
Achieve my goal
And drop down upon the Earth
Like a fiend

Got the muthafuckas chit chattin'
Like, "Yo! Where the chorus at?"
I got ya antidotes right here
And that's some raw raps

So kick back
And smoke a big fat
And while you hear this ill track
I give YOU permission just to spit raps
After MY ass is done!

Then you can go and grab ya boys
And jump inside of the whip
So you can blast this song
And wait until the end to freestyle some
Senile raps that you got locked inside
Dormant in your mind, son!