Blew Rigatoni

Album cover art for "Blew Rigatoni" by SkyBlew

SkyBlew - Rap

Blew Rigatoni

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Duration: 3:22

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[Verse 1] Look Remember writing raps in junior high, asking what they think about it Years later, look, they ain't gotta think about it Know it's hot before the song drops Sniper's aim, got 'em beat by a long shot, look More than willing to battle any villain I'm cold chillin', this ice-grillin' Cookin' with mad feelin' Like Advillin' I'm healin' the mind with rhymes Layin' the flow illin' Dr. Mario, my penicillin No time for thirst traps I'm underground, restin' these beats givin' dirt naps I work that night shit Painting pictures in VR Always got your back, I know CPR I'm my own publicist, you don't see PR Just me recording in real time, DVR and we are Bringing that soul food back With more nourishment than whole food wraps Told you I don't rap [Hook] I Paint the Sky Blew, homie Gotta stay away from the phony Do my own thing, the world doesn't own me Got it from the dirt, just me on my lonely Nefelibata, I'm the one and only 'bout to set it off, feelin' like stony Come and get this pasta, Blew Rigatoni Rigatoni, Blew Rigatoni [Verse 2] Hope you hungry, I got that food for thought steamin' On any given Sunday, call me Willy Beaman Royal Blew Reverie, me and Scottie dreamin' Life is a movie, it's an advanced screening Bringing sight to the spiritually blind Lyrically R.L. Stine, give 'em goosebumps Yet I clear the acne Detective Blew uh, looking for a Daphne I like a nerd chick, you ain't gotta ask me Flow slick, I'm the one to pick A citizen, coping with life by letting drummers kick dope beats Aboriginal, the clouds are my habitat Living in a secret world like I'm Alex Mack Say the world is ours, you can have it back You can have it back Matter fact, grab a icepack for the mic I attack Leaving artifacts in my tracks Told you I don't rap [Hook] I Paint the Sky Blew, homie Gotta stay away from the phony Do my own thing, the world doesn't own me Got it from the dirt, just me on my lonely Nefelibata, I'm the one and only 'bout to set it off, feelin' like stony Come and get this pasta, Blew Rigatoni Rigatoni, Blew Rigatoni

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Credits

Writers
  • Mario Farrow