Текст песни Groovespin - Neal R

(2,3,4)
Put some fuckin' spin on it, groove
Move on it, simba hoove on it
While i spit these lyrics get hit
Knit this shit by hand it's a good fit
Beat roll bah-bam I can't hear you
Too much bass, so sue, boo-hoo (bitch)
It's a horror story, Frank in a laboratory
Rising up to glory like youtube fourthly's corgi's
Laptop, fathom time to get funky
The bottom line is getting chunky
I'm hungry for more money
Bring it in, bring it, it's a bit blumpy
What's that? Oh, I don't give a fuck
Vinyl record back and forth to the groovespin
It feel linen, it feel like a tin engine
Shark tank feel like ten fins
Exotic shit fly west across the country
Earthly vibe feel it like clancy
I fancy this glock, I keep it handy
Like a toolbelt on that fucker mandy
I'm a dictator, bitch, sitting in my tower
Money look like water, y'all cower
You look like a lime, so damn sour
Ima founder, eat em' up like they chowder

Lil bro, watch him grow
Stop don't mow, lay low
Sit down like you stow
Sow this, cold like snow
This shit gon' make the tappers dance
Lance the haters that glance, put em' in a trance
I don't need a producer, it's an advance
Watch em' flee as I give a side glance

So many pauses and clauses
Hard to track time, so many sauces
What are the causes of these applauses
War shit, another causualty
Faculty don't give a fuck, naturally
They radically crazy regularity
The water murky without clarity
So
What is riches worth without life value
Marble statue worth nothing with tattoos
But if you had a bamboo with shampoo and it means some'in
Then it's worth more than a statue
(Feel the Groove)
(Yeah)
(Feel the Groove)
(I mean I didn't call it Groovespin for nothin'!)
(Feel the Groove)