Текст песни Gonzo - 8grand

All in perspective for all y'all enjoyment a song y'all can step with
Hey yo D drop it

Call me mop and glow I be shining on that ass
Al Capone on my throne I be riding on you fast
Like a fool on the track I be sliding when I pass
Not a day goes by I don't grind it on the raps
Paint a picture like Picasso
An entrepreneur treat your boy like Pablo Escobar
The best gets scarred the rest gets left to God
I've been blessed so far so here I go
Another level of the game here I grow
What you know about them broken notes
Fishing like an old man for them young hoes pronto
Give me orange bud same color as the Broncos
Got a tool underneath my Pancho you Gonzo
Got it upstairs like a condo y'all broke
Yeah better hold all quotes
And the truth hurts like a toothache cause you dudes fake
All up in my mix like a bitch trying to lose weight
Dude wait you can catch them knuckles better buckle up
Catch you when you slipping like a sucker punch fuck you up
You little bitches better feel the cuts

Thug season
Let the rhythm hit em
Where them gangsters
Let em spit the venom
We are rhyme sayers
Relax and take notes
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Sprinkle me man

Smooth with the smooth rock a Pendleton like a gentleman
Hit the night like a Mike Tyson fight
Kinda fly for the hell of it well equipped
I don't give a damn it's irrelevant what you trying to tell the kid
I ain't even listening
Hoes acting up get me mad as fuck
Got a punch a chump in the gut hit em with the Midas touch
Climbing up like tell me how's the view from down there
You clowns all scared acting like you all prepared huh
You little haters better recognize
Run em over like a steam roller we bolder
Time to lose the weight off of these shoulders
We soldiers all up in the trenches while you sitting on the benches
Calling all your henchmen while we never give you mention
Cause you whack motherfucker and you know it

Thug season
Let the rhythm hit em
Where them gangsters
Let em spit the venom
We are rhyme sayers
Relax and take notes
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Sprinkle me man

What are mine
What draws my admiration
What is that which gives me joy