Chill Bump - Alpha lyrics
[Chill Bump - Alpha lyrics]
Crammed at the core, recording dope jams
I'd hold my umbilical cord with
Both hands and flow
To my cardiograms in the calm, I'd go ham
Conjure barbaric bars
Ma' could have called me Conan
A cold Man in the making, like Jehovah and
Satan's souls had a relation a dope
Rapping creation
I won't brag, but won't hold back information
So don't act like I'm up and coming
I'd already crafted four albums
In my mother's oven, youngin'
Now when I rap I hold my frigging penis and
Get flashbacks of when I was
Only just a fetus shit, I was such a
Vocalistic genius thinking Jesus
One day the
Globe will get to see this, but for now
I'm just gonna sit here patiently waiting
The world ain't ready for me yet i can tell
The world ain't ready for me yet i can tell
The world ain't ready for me yet i can tell
The world ain't ready for me yet i can tell
The world ain't ready for me yet