paroles de chanson Ridin' - Ktowns

Brought up on the hottest shit, it's changed, and now you gotta see
Lotta time I tried to be the shit, I was a prodigy

Brought up on the hottest shit, it's changed, and now you gotta see
Lotta time I tried to be the shit, I was a prodigy

For quality, I oughta be the only one you listen to
But honestly, I'm probably the only one you're missin' dude
It all is half-retarded, we're glorifying shitty tunes
But it sells, you eat it up, and that is why I'm hittin' you
Music ain't a game, so why you all be playin'
Mumblin' so heavy man, I can't tell what you're sayin'
Neither can your audience, they just like the bangin'
So they play it and they spray it, but my head keeps shakin'
So it's time to step it up, this ground is what I'm breakin'
Stompin' out the rest because I'm sick of all this fakin'
Bakin' out and makin' out the bacon while they chasin'
Hot fuzz on me, but I smoke 'em, race 'em while I'm trailblazin'
That's a typical Tuesday night, I know something's not right
Because I get in a fight defending our rights
With Sir-J's hype reaction
'Cause when I fly atcha, know I'm gonna bash ya
'Til practically half of your bones are just cracked
'Cause they snapped right in half, couldn't last when I smashed 'em
To pieces, jesus me, he made it look easy
Danced circles around ya, your breath's gettin' wheezy
"Please, oh please, go easy on me
I didn't realize you were a fuckin' OG
I didn't realize you go and say what you mean
I mean, you know what? Can we be on a team?"
FUCK THAT
I'm a loner, on-my-owner
WHAT'S THAT?
I'm a stoner, mic-exploder, you're a cloner
FUCKIN' WHACK
Don't you know you're just a poser, non-composer?
RUN IT BACK
High-roller, I'm a donor, give ya boners
TAKE IT BACK
Yeah, take it back, all the way back, add the sack
We're throwin' it back like a track off the black and
Green CD, good ol' chron-I-C
With extra THC, this shit's gettin' hazy
But maybe I'm crazy, or maybe you're lazy
Sittin' on suede seats, swayed by the heat
Of my blazin', my gaze, see I see all the way
But I won't stray away from the way I was raised
See me stay on my path, 'cause I sway with more class
Than these frail little bastards who want to be rappers
But can't drop a verse, they can't put in the work
Put the car in reverse, the retardation hurts
And it only gets worse, that's why I'm lonely and cursed
To work all alone, write a verse, and rehearse
Just like a burst of flame aimed at the game in itself
It's just a good thing I can handle all the steps by myself, yeah

To get outta this one, we're gonna need a miracle, please keep your arms and legs Inside The vehicle

To get outta this one, we're gonna need a miracle, please keep your arms and legs Inside the vehicle

To get outta this one, we're gonna need a miracle, please keep your arms and legs Inside the vehicle

To get outta this one, we're gonna need a miracle, please keep your arms and legs Inside the vehicle

Eat my bass