paroles de chanson Blurred Foam - Wasaru , Slawth , 211Joe

I bet you never thought of this
Bwritten got the mothafuckin' "IT" factor
You can find me balling out like the Raptor
Or working down at Best Buy making HSAC backwards
And no shame where I work at cause in a year
When these student loans appear I'll reverse that
Now while ya home saying luck
I'm out here for a ride yea tailgating trucks
When I'm aiming for the bucks I ain't waiting for a creature
But still won't make a sound like the class
When they first meet the teacher
Straight silent scrap I make quiet facts
If they live watch me hyphen that Its eastside.

Beer belly Get the cheddar
Never bills stacked high
Lurking through the void ill-advised
Hills have eyes Chef Slawth from the top
Let me show'em how the cream's made
Hit the sack early Till they're chirpin' for my dreams sake
I arrived in my sun-soaked gillie
Suited for the winter My dinner is rap-beef chili
Will they learn?
Or continue to feed the bottomless pit of dead rappers
And fading back to anonymous?
Kids assemble to be heard from the cheap seats
East bound, bring your feelings in a bucket to be kicked
Riverside, until every single leech feeds
And your soul will be freed to be hunted in the mist
Here it is.

I've been called in for duty, ain't playing games no call of duty
I'm the shit you can call it doody. You smell me?
But hold up, let me switch it up you can say
I'm sick as fuck when
I'm spitting up tap out go ahead and give it up
This is chess not checkers
I'm calling check mate call and check on my mate
Our date at checkers at eight. Wai
Off topic you should know I'm the top pic bald headed eagle
Soaring way above the ostrich.
Headed to the top me and wifey in the cockpit drop it
All that negativity stop it Or else your liable to be a hostage
So let it go this ain't a threat
I'm just letting know, It's 211joe.

Left the hood, now I'm coming off deadly,
Collected myself and my soul is never ending,
So now I rock this game like a pendant on my necklace
But gold chains ain't up on my check-list
Scripting my life, a steady wordsmith
I've been told many times this craft is worthless
Many times I left class
Inserted emotions into my lines, inside of these rhymes
I find coping, I know this, yeah it takes some work
Stop telling me what I'm doing
Yeah, I am my own person, coming up with a movement
You could see I'm not perfect
Steady making improvements, I am my endorsements.