Текст песни Don't Get Me Started - Cam feat. Garrard

Uh
I'll go first
Yeah

Dreams made of gold, uh
Never sold my soul, so i'm holy with the most (Most)
Rollie on as I flow, hat on as I mow
Got my life in the blender, thought i'd take it really slow at first

I don't know how long it takes before you even know i'm dope
I don't need to cuss, or fuss, but still i'm saying things that grope
You, not sexually but actually it's murdering these beats
Don't get me started, these things
Blow my head off, and steam
Is coming out my ears, i'm near the edge
And peeking off
I ain't stressing, life's a blessing, with your girl, we sneaking off
The reservation, yeah she wild had to give a shriek in aw
She just sat me down, gave me some paper
And fed me thoughts
I can't think about another day that makes me happy, nah
I just want to keep this flow forever, come God let me knock
The speakers in they cars, uh
Playing my guitar, uh
It's normal, formal that i got my suit on, uh

Don't get me started
Don't get me started
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't get me started
Don't get me started
Don't get me started
Don't get me started
Don't, don't get me started
Don't

Dreams made of gold, uh
Never sold my soul, so i'm holy with the most (Most)
Rollie on as I flow, hat on as I mow
Got my life in the blender, thought i'd take it really slow at first
I don't know how long it takes before you even know i'm dope
I don't need to cuss, or fuss, but still i'm saying things that grope
You, not sexually but actually it's murdering these beats
Don't get me started, these things
Blow my head off, and steam

I don't think like a rapper
So why should you play me like a rapper?
Don't get me started
Like a chihuahua, when the front door knocking
Barking on the world, bite is even sharper
Leave your days gray, like the head of Roman Harper
I don't believe in Karma
So what goes around, comes around
So you lose another round, playing with Garrard
And that's my word
To the Lord, liquid swords swinging
I'll leave your neck hanging, ears ringing
So don't get my little engine revving
That's a red-eye flight to heaven
You should honor me, life-size statue
Center of the Vatican, next to the pope
I'm dope!

Dreams made of gold, uh
Never sold my soul, so i'm holy with the most (Most)
Rollie on as i flow, hat on as i mow
Got my life in the blender, thought i'd take it really slow at first
I don't know how long it takes before you even know i'm dope
I don't need to cuss, or fuss, but still i'm saying things that grope
You, not sexually but actually it's murdering these beats
Don't get me started, these things
Blow my head off, and steam