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Yeah Turn me down, the headphones Yeah I'm back in the city But I'm on different time Different vibes Same venues But I'm spittin' fire Flippin' rhymes Different type of show But the limits high I'm really that guy Got hella flows Came a long way from that gibberish time It was 'bout 2012 Get a call from Tony Trimm Said he got a mixtape and he need a host for it Carroll Gardens studio Freestylin' jokes and shit Clams beat played, god damn I catch the holy spirit Rapping, rap, rap, rapping I'm rapping, rap, rap, rapping In my socks rapping Got on my jeans Jeans, degrees Put on deodorant Soda shit You couldn't tell me I wasn't floatin' with it Cut one track of Adlibs said let's go, let's get it Aye that's the rough you ain't gone mix it? I said what is mixing, gotta hit the knit I'm dippin' I got the ballerinas I gotta debrief the mission I'm 'bout to do this song and the meaning's missin' Appreciate that y'all could even be here with me Shit was hella dumb but in my mind we making memories I'm back in the city But I'm on different time Different vibes Same venues But I'm spittin' fire Flippin' rhymes Different type of show But the limits high I'm really that guy Got hella flows Came a long way from that gibberish time Yeah, I would just commit to the shit Went to Raleigh First time on the road with it Percy was the hype man Phonte did the intro That gig, wild as hell Opened the show Standing O Now that scene just seem gone Used to get nervous doing a song Used to just lean into the bit If the crowd wasn't goin' along Remember at Notre Dame They ain't really get it Did it five more times Then they was just leavin' I ain't give a fuck I just had my reasons Did the rough drafts in public to keep it fun for me And if I made that now It's probably gettin' deleted But now lookin' back I had to plant the seeds Let's go Rapping, rap, rap, rapping I'm rapping rap, rap, rapping In my socks rapping Got on my jeans Jeans, degrees Put on deodorant Soda shit Rapping, rap, rap, rapping I'm rapping rap, rap, rapping In my socks rapping Got on my jeans Jeans, degrees Put on deodorant Soda shit
Writer(s): Hannibal Buress Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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