​nobigdyl. - Indie. lyrics

Nueve, tres, uno dilly mommy you know
That independent film rap, Nick and Nora Juno
You know the COD clan do it big like sumo
Me and gotta new groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's cool though
Thats why I keep my circle
Real small like a Euro
The mural I'm paintin' is
Much pain and anguish
And hard work and hatin' but
Then you will make it
Leave it or take it the fame you can save it
The money is basic, my name though
Engrave it on platinum and gold plaques
And hang them and save them
Or melt them then go back
And make you a bracelet
But nobody knows that it's not
'bout the fame but the art boy so know that
That stays on my brain
I'll listen, not really a fan though
Respects you
But don't like your band though
I get you but don't want a sample
You're lit dude, but don't hold a candle
Doug Funnie had me bangin' on a trash can
Might catch me strummin' on a banjo
Cold flow got my baby in an afghan
Broken folk go and check out my band bro
Baby brother out in Arizona, how it feel?
I ain't tryna to make a meal
But I wanna pay the bills
Penny playa haters say I won't but
You know I still chill
Do it with the power of will like Jayda Phil
Dr phil, Dr dill, Dr dolittle
Still in the fusion caught a
Coupe but it's too little
Me compared to you is like
Two tittles in the middle
Of two digit's mine big and your's little
Or two fiddles playing in the
Middle of a marching band
One fiddle's broken
The other is in your partner's hand
And he is pretty slow like Kevin
Is in the Office and
Little did you know he's light-headed
Like a Charger's fan but no matter
The point is that I'm hotter than
Two Charizards eating flamers in
A charter van you and you're crew are bluer
Than Jimmy Carter and i just heard my verses
Gettin' published by Zondervan
Interesting, Stephen Hawking surrounded
By these Simpletons
Or maybe Walts' surrounded
By Jesse Pinkertons
Steve Jobs if you judge me by my penmanship
Trill deal, I'll be honest I'm kinda
Hoping you feel Dill
But if I ever get big-headed
You can kill Dill
Cuz' no matter where I go, I'm still Dill
Finna road a backwards filla' indigo leaf
And turn into the police cuz'
I ain't blowin' no reef
So do not gas me up, no ethanol please
I'm tryna be a humble beast
So I'm rollin' on E wait
Say no, no, no ecstacy please
And oh no, no beef only vegetables please
And oh no, so so
Def - definitely cuz money ain't a
Thing but a blessing to me
Ok, 48 bars to the finish
That's a guesstimate
I like this beat I think I'll
Turn it to my settlement
It's safe to say that
My rhetoric is heaven-sent not convinced
Check the New Testament for references
I told Mike that I turned him
Into did miss the minis of
Rhymin' sublime as my pen is
My diction to likin' to
Benjamin's mission to get it by all
Means I'm all men like
Him is I'm swimmin'in shark water
With the shock collar
Still far from a balla' or shot
Caller still wish that I
Was taller and a bit smaller
Just spent my dolla' parked
In an old holla with my Dixieland delight
That's Alabama rolled
High with my sister that's a
Bit hard of hearin
Fearin cuz' my engineer is servin'
He is cheering volunteer
So I know that he has his head up
Shoutout to the east and sea
That's where my dogs at
Shoutout to Weston to see you know you
All that but you Middleton to see
Where my heart's at got my my
Starred hat hot wired like a
Car jack got a gun pulled on me
Outside a cadillac I was 14
Gameboy and a starter cap Lion King
But Mufasa had my back
Pops saved me from the wildebeest
Staring down the back
Daddy saved me and now it's all gravy
If I make some change
He'll retire before 80
If I make a change Mom's proud of her baby
My dream since 1991 80, crazy
I throw these lines together
Lazy but still they
Got the boys straight buzzin' like Swaizy
Mood ring eyes on the face of my lady
Range from navy to baby blue Jay-Z
Big Smo tried to sign me back in 6th
Grade most agreed to my lyrics now he
Gets paid and I love both, Smo is my
Kinsmen making profit of my lyrics? Well
That's infringement
Big Smo tried to sign me back in 6th grade
Most agreed to my lyrics now he gets
Paid but I show grace just like my sensei
You can have it all but my name
Alright it's time to go to
Church like the pimps
Say and I'll be flyin'
Northwest like I'm Kim
Yay and for the record it is S E to
The death of me notation in heaven forever
They got the best of me
Shoutout to Jared Wayne french
For the artwork and
Can't forget the whole street team for the
Hard work I'm no king, don't bow to me
That's wack get loud for I'm back
The out city a rap