I’m Blew

Lyrics
[Hook] (Blew world, n-, n-, Blew world) (a little guy that lives in a Blew world) (y'all listen up, n-, y'all listen up) (B-B-B-Blew world, n-, n-, Blew world) (a little guy that lives in a Blew world) (B-B-B-Blew world, n-, n-, Blew world) (y'all listen up, n-, y'all listen up) [Verse 1] Okay, wanna know about me? Every song I wrote in 3D Tryna stay alive like the BeeGees, nature boy Ric Flair (Woo!) Wrote this in a tepee Never dropped the ball, no PT Started '05 I'm 'bout to go ten like my mother name Chi Chi Believe me, uh, what? (He's just Blew) How Blew? (inside and outside) Locally I'm overlooked Still cheffing with the cooks I grew up with the crooks 'nother show in the books Autumn givin' me them looks And one got 'em shook You don't know how long it took, man I be that Nefelibata creating epic sonatas Another saga sticking to the script, pour me a java They sing a whole lot of nada Not breaking my uncle's Impala Learned the game to get the cheese, anything for ricotta, I'm Sky [Bridge] I don't rap, nope, told you I Paint the Sky (Blew) Ask around, they'll tell you 'bout a boy named (Blew) Blue shoes, backpack, we about to make moves Who are you, man? I'm Blew [Hook] (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) [Verse 2] W-W-W-Welcome to the Blew age Fighting cottonmouth, Luke Cage Need some water, boy, Bobby Boucher Take another sip, Jolly Rangers and a Kool-Aid Painter of the Sky, it's a new shade Lot of rappers suck but you looking at the new Blade Tune in to the new phrase What? (He's just Blew) How Blew? (inside and outside) Ice colder than winters in Nova Scotia I'm nearly rocking the culture My personality molded My shoulders hittin' a shimmy My brain a flash, no Jimmy The heart of a Hemi, ain't no fakin' in me, hear me? Gimme what ya got, everybody want a spot Take me the cream of the crop, cornier than Jiffy Pop They don't see me online, wanted B to stop (nope) Uh, outer space, diddy bop, let it knock like [Bridge] I don't rap, nope, told you I Paint the Sky (Blew) Ask around, they'll tell you 'bout a boy named (Blew) Blue shoes, backpack, we about to make moves Who are you, man? I'm Blew [Hook] (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) Paint the Sky-y-y-y-y Blew (Blew world, n-, n-, Blew world) (a little guy that lives in a Blew world) What, what, uh, yeah, you better tell 'em (Y'all listen up, n-, y'all listen up) (B-B-B-Blew world, n-, n-, Blew world) (a little guy that lives in a Blew world) (B-B-B-Blew world, n-, n-, Blew world) (Y'all listen up, n-, y'all listen up) [Verse 3] Look Not a crip, I don't gangbang But it's all Blew in my mainframe Gotta maintain Dreams on my campaign as I lane-change with my main thang And she ain't a plain Jane Spreading love as a gig Beanie with the blue hair, ain't a wig Cards in my hand, 'bout to now renege Place your bids, kid (He's just Blew) How Blew? (inside and outside) They wasn't ready for that amount of spaghetti I'm feeding you in a Chevy They late and now you petty I'm steady as [Akinyele?] Abre la boca, all breathy Running with the tongue out Ed, Edd n Eddy This Makaveli mixed with Tribe De La Soul is alive Words I scribe are abstract, world is deprived I ain't shuckin' and jivin', strive for greatness I would advise, Sky has arrived like I'm Blew [Bridge] I don't rap, nope, told you I Paint the Sky (Blew) Ask around, they'll tell you 'bout a boy named (Blew) Blue shoes, backpack, we about to make moves Who are you, man? I'm Blew [Hook] (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (I'm Blew) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) (da ba dee da ba dye) I'm Blew (He's just Blew) (inside and outside)
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- DJ Reimei
- Mario Farrow