Текст песни Get Blown - J.Inks

Lets Get blown
Move to my flow
Come through to the coast
We about to
Get blown
Sip brew hit dro
Let loose
And Let go
Homie
Get blown

I guess i talk a lot
Im like september
Never know whether im hot or not
Like telivision
I'm inflicting all the thought i got
Since off the lot
Im fresh
And chillin with my autobots
Brushing off the haters
Spitting harder than an otterbox
I got alot to offer
Not a glock
For duck and dodging shots
All i got
I lost
Hiding from the cops
Got locked and released
A lyrical holocaust

Killin all my people
Though supremacy is evil
Its all i got
To fill my fantasy of equal

Its all i need
To feed my family with ease
To keep them on their feet
Until they pass in their dreams
Of paradise and peace
Before the see me deceased
I hoping every last piece of my tree
Can succeed

So What's it gonna take?
My head aches
Get me out of this state
I've been stuck in this phase
Tryna make a mixtape
Skate the days away
All Upon my griptape
I grip fate by the face
And say

Give me mine
Cause too many see the fame
Just by stepping out of line

Infamous
The beats keep em listening
The difference is
I keep my lyrics interesting
Never giving in

And
While I'm bumping in the club
Simplified or intricate
Im pumping you up
And soon enough
The doctor will be
Pumping your guts
My rhythm got you filling
One too many dozen of cups
I'm stumping the lust

They say they
Really want to know me
Get in line girl
Cause i'm every bodies homie
All you got
Is what every honey shows me
Say that I'm their only
And I find them to be phony
So I'm solely
Devoted To the microphone G
Cruising by the fools
That oppose me

Lets Get blown
Move to my flow
Come through to the coast
We about to
Get blown
Sip brew
Hit dro
Ket loose
Snd Let go
Homie
Get blown
Move to my flow
Come through with the most
We about to get blown
Sip brew
Hit dro
Let loose
And Let go
Homie
Get blown

We about to get blown

I can see their hearts
Like a mammogram
Minor cyphers
From these toddlers
Trying to act a man
So i Keep these rappers faded
Like I'm Amsterdam
Got them crooks locked down
Like im azkaban
I write heat
Like the sahara
With my hands in the sand
With more gas
Than the lighters by my nightstand
But im burning brighter
When I step up to the mic stand
When I die
There's no doubt To where I'd land
The heaven of champs
I'm working for it
Cause i know
I'm never getting it back

My chance to be a legend
Respected contestant
Laughing while you try
To change the game
From how I left it
Lyric Armageddon
I know that ima wreck it
All because I said it

And I'm true to my word
While I move to my verse
I know the futures is a blur
But I've proved im moving forward
Never thrown in reverse
My whip is boosted and burnt
Tires screeching up the street
As I pull from the curb
In a coupe that I've earned
From a crib I bought
By simply giving thought
To my verbs
Listen to the words
While im puffing up a
Cloudful of herb

Lets Get blown
Move to my flow
Come through to the coast
We about to
Get blown
Sip brew
Hit dro
Let loose
Let go
Homie
Get blown