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Irish rapper, featuring my man Kasuwell, Came together Sick! Tell me what you guys think, much love.
@Chompsy1 @Kasuwell Beat Prod. by @OfficialMRHYPE
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Lyrics -
Chompsy -
That's why i'm saying fuck watchin Tv
I let my rhyme come and free me,
Fresh like the young moneys weezy
You know that all my girls sleezy
Make them go down easy peasy,
They always down never tease me,
I make em' white like a TP
And rock to the beat like a MIDI, uh
Thinkin how I get these beats,
Thinkin how I run these streets,
Thinkin how I sell these seats,
I dont settle between these sheets,
I never want to be asleep,
cause you know sleepings for the weak,
dont stop until I reach my peak,
call me a freak you seek to sleep,
She make me call her my Bubba,
she always Holla, causin nothin but trouble,
so now i'm standin in rubble,
im never on my own so fuck single im double
im out the back blowin bubba
like me there aint another so duck and cover uh,
Tell the boys the joint is lit,
and if they want some come and get
Tell Dr. Dre my flow is wet,
so wet that you could row in it,
I'm goin in embracin and not showin it
I splash this cash showboatin it,
im only smokin potent shit,
Guns locked and i'm loadin it,
I got the cash i'm throwin it,
I got the plant i'm growin it,
I got the weed im blowin it,
I'm flowing without knowin it,
RAP IS RIPPED IM SEWING IT,
I got the Gin i'm pourin it,
you still don't even know what's hit so,
i'ma spit you a riddle,
that's gon' be smooth as a fiddle,
I scare you when you're little,
catch you in the middle smokin purp like a skittle,
my shit red hot like a kettle,
quick like sebastian vetal, crazy aint able to settle, KAS!
Kasuwell -
Gimme the mic and I rip it,
you think I suck now you trippin,
unless we talkin about women,
I'm one of the best who be spittin,
If I speak it I live it, these rap niggas be gimics,
And I said no to that label, cause they had too many limits,
I wont sellup a sellout, wont sell my soul for no dollers,
just grab my nuts out these bitches and tell these lame niggas holla,
I'm a problem a scholar, a pitbull a rotwiler,
and I will just eat your bars, but like a hoe I wont swallow,
I'm a problem mathmatic, my sound is straight out the attic,
you in that bassy studio, but you sound like a maggot,
I'm a magnet, some real fuckin people attractin,
and I go HAM on these beats, go epaleptic i'm spazzin,
I'm a prodigy, Pac would be, proud of me and my movement,
never speakin no bullshit, preachin straight out the poolpit,
fuck the mainstream all of these bitches repeating,
and you boys is fulla nuts, tell me who got the semen,
people always ask me, why I love raps, why I write music, why I never stop, why I keep it constant
why I keep it goin, I dont know but when the kick drops, the juices start flowin,
Music is my third love, god family that order,
I'm just wishin world would be more damn supportive,
Support real music, if you like it you should share it,
get the Kasuwell T-shirt, let me see you wear it,
Right now put your hands in the air,
this is for the real music everywhere,
Yeah, If we drop it then it's heat -
This song is over you should go head press repeat,
I'm done.
Property of Chompsy (James Upritchard)
And Kasuwell (Isiah Harris)
Sub to Chompsy for writin all this shit out haha
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright lyrics ©
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