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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eshu Tune
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hannibal Buress
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tru
Producer
Lyrics
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
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