New Apple Taste - 180 BPM | Текст песни

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• New Apple Taste
• 180 BPM

How many words does it take to get off?
Figure it out and rinse out
Imagine it
I'm a imitate this
Inanimate business to get fixed
Complex irrelevance
Watch your back
Sever the fake shit serene
Ego tripping I triped off
BOW!
Priority takes this
Sitting in my basement bump your head now
Feet on the floor make ya dance
WOW!
Cause typically I'm a get it
Tied up, twist my turning point
Tutelage and pass my skills on to another
While I'm non systematic on my antics
Poly-rhymic but democratic
Is simplified for your mind
So comprehend this,
Crystallize the cryptic, legislating all those

Gravity support the weight
All I got to say is take another down
Spit is around and rap away
All I got to say is sip it anyway
Eradicate, erode away
Give me the time, give me the place
All I got to say is take another down
What you gotta say what?,
What we gotta say hey?
What you gotta say?
Wait, wait, wait, whut?

A lot of people try to keep it raw and keep it wild
And keep on the down low, showing the style
But BOOM BLAW, hard shit, how you like me now?
Now what, what you're saying, saying nothing but how?
We keep it on the positive, cause NAT is
The one and only funky rhythm fucking the showbizz.
So where we at? I'm maybe fat, but I bring the same amount of grease that's plant in a rat, weird fact, act stupid against my verbally combat
And wack shit your life blows with the wind,
Gimme the gasoline, poor the fucking flame and make it rain
Let them diamonds shine within, in the sky like Lucy Hale
Gimme the loot before I shove this fucking torch with vaseline
Stop playing yourself lil’ player, you ain't Gee
Please put your ego away, and musically Glee
Stop your ignorant ish and set your mind free.

I'm a keep it heavy
What you got you don't seem ready
Not steady sweaty, palms make you nervous
Boiling to the surface cutting with machetes a slice of mom's spaghetti You starving and begging please
Skill level Kraft Cheeez