paroles de chanson Showcase Freestyle - Simon Servida

Everybody else be quiet
'Cause I'll be going forte lately
Catch me at the shows going crazy
Welcome to the showcase, baby
Woah, listen to the exhibition, sounding like a demolition

Hire the children, we about to blow
Woah, every fake concussion had till it gets like contraband
Tell your man's we about to blow
Woah, I don't really care what they all say
I'll be laughing with my money in the crawlspace
They all hate to see me knocking on the door

If you put another wall I'ma see you in the hallway
I can do this all day, I'ma drop down all names
And I'll gain two folds what they all make
This industry is all fake, bunch of rattlesnakes

But when they come to see you they be dabbing like it's patty-cakes
I wanted to fit in your lane, be one and the same
Share the accolades, bought ID of a king
I used to think that maybe I wasn't real enough
But the real problem was your road wasn't big enough

So let's go, let's go, I said let's go
Better pick it up, get on my tempo
I see green in my wallet, I just learned it presto
I see luxury life in a Continental

I don't know about throwing hands or fistfights
But the punchlines hit, might turn your skin white
I don't know about nine four fives or no desert eagles
But the 16 come, hitting twice as lethal

The beat is dark, the flow is evil
Don't let the friendly vibes or tint deceive you
Don't forget, I am still the king I'm feeling regal
And when I spread my wings I see no equal
Stay at the bottom watch me slowly work
This a new standard for a 40 hertz
This could be 40 more minutes and everybody listening
Still gonna ask for another verse, play me out