Shit Is On

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Uh What Shit is on [Verse 1: Blu] I get cake while the rest of you get faked, get awake Uh, the brand new base for your face I ate so much full, I shit jewels Pedestals, I be the crown on the moon I saw the future when I stepped to a computer I had a long conversation about the route to Jupiter Next thin' you know I'm playin' UTFO Flip the coin if I believe in UFOs You know my dress code, black galaxy rap I got a mission to path who's fuckin' with that You see the one ways, freeways Out of the gun plays, sundays I dress appropiate for lunch breaks Chill, glass of lemonade in the shade It's a new day May all my people get paid [Verse 2: N. Hardem] Omite la lógica Sienta quilad? Se asiente Yo agarro el mic, el sax del Sonny Rollins y el timbal del Tito Puente Fuerte controlo, evito que se escapa Suelto la primera frase, solo dejo que se empape Ya salio del papel, para fluir por el ambiente Formar parte de un sonido envolvente y un basses classic Constante back to the basics en mi trayecto Los audios puesto para huirme corriendo a los grandes Celosos de los necios inalcanzables Tendrán que esforzarse el doble para lograr algo aceptable Olvidarse de la celda impuesta por el enjambre Hardem tomo esta decisión mas temprano que tarde Esta es la selva sometimes it makes me wonder Si aguantare hasta la siguiente ronda One day harán ropa a mi medida, pondrán mi nombre a una bebida Evitare estar debajo y emprenderé la huida Ni cerraduras de seguridad ni el hambre de púas se opusieron a mi lengua actuando como ganzúa La letra dura, pero esbelta mi manifactura Puras figuras astutas sin duda alguna [Scratch Hook] Laa la Word is born Shit is on Now lets all think along Ooh ooh uh ooh Laa la Word is born Shit is on Now lets all think along Ooh ooh uh ooh Laa la Word is born Shit is on Now lets all think along Ooh ooh uh ooh [Verse 3: Raw Poetic] Yo! Speed by the tree high, we fly to the deep side Flying under water tha' something only tha' we buy We vibe the hot wire light switches abandoned Walking cross to cold warehouses and start demanding Attention one [?] [Verso 4: Retrogott] [?]
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Credits
- Writers
- Retrogott
- Raw Poetic
- N. Hardem
- Blu