Pase Rock - Bullshit as Usual lyrics

[Pase Rock - Bullshit as Usual lyrics]

Nasty, flavor major pase banger
Rolling like super large heavyweight, danger
Fly for the loveliest sky don't ask why
Crosstown told me lies getting
Stuck by gypsies pack words of substance and
Five coming with me hellified bonafide
Middle finger emcee
What they've got against me?
My shade tank is empty
Talk all you want I see your eyes get shifty
Bullshit as usual bless the beats beautiful
Lee Quinones, whole car, eighty
Three years old and it still sounds cold
Got a decent hand
Put my cards down never fold
Paper stays dirty lines measured in gold
But ain't worthy hmmmm
Think like thoughts make life
Then look around feeling like
That ain't right
I see you showing your stuff
Dude that shit ain't tight
Force fed fast food always in a bad mood
Rolling with bad chicks and bad dudes
Acting mad rude put a sock in it
Cultivated and developed the sound and
Put stock in it (High)
Sick of sitting around watching time go by
Now you're sitting back like
How does this cat rhyme so fly
I'm the type of guy that
Hopes your feelings get hurt
Bad, worse and put the fam first
But not the type of guy to
Rub your face in the dirt
I draw the line, fresh like all the time
Push pens 'til the program ends
Forever going all ways
North south west east for days
Hey yo, y'all don't know me
Don't act like it homie
And when it comes down to the money you
Need to show me
Because in that bullshit I don't deal
Straight down and straight up for real

I got no time for your bullshit c'mon
People if you feel me let
Me hear you say c'mon
In that bullshit I don't deal
Straight down and straight up for real

Hardcore, softshell name Pase La Rockwell
What happened to these emcees man
They all fell
Off the map I'm onstage off the hook
Rocking it getting money of the books
Off rip, off the chain
On the real, make you feel like you're caught
Outside in the rain
Because it's coming down just the same
You know the name, say it, five denzels
We got game fantastic, live on steel wheels
And black plastic i'm on the level
You wanna play but can't match it
It's like magic word to Ed I gotta have it
Who's next it's automatic (baby)
Smooth, chili sauce, chicken grease and gravy
Catch me on the floor lovers
Rocking with your lady
Damn, you're still trying to figure
Out who I am
Patrick that's it go ahead with that shit man

I got no time for your bullshit c'mon
People if you feel me let
Me hear you say c'mon
In that bullshit I don't deal
Straight down and straight up for real

Back to basics, all over the track like Asics
Sending emcees off and through many stages
Got books and pages rhymes I do away with
If you don't have shit to
Say then don't say shit
Pase, words and guns things
You don't play with
Dangerous, fade you with heat like
Al Green and grit's
Over beats that bang just like this
Damage, vandalize the skies with my language
The strangest palms are pushing
Pause on the playlist
Esoteric like my man Seamus
That's why I stay faceless
Strange days, people can't manage
Feeling the shockwaves all across the planet
They wanna know who planned it
Lock it down and ban it
You, me nobody can understand it
Chaos, rage headlines front page
Break out the spotlight bullshit centerstage

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