Croosher - Aerial Breach lyrics
[Croosher - Aerial Breach lyrics]
My rhymes are harder than last nights
Erection, So play me close
I'll have this mic up in your mid-section
OG's be like oh geez i only rock Jordan OG's
I stay funky like old cheese
My dogs I'm with have no fleas
The flow breeze drew out New plans, Orleans
Better than me?, Oh please
Built strong and lived long, Oak trees
Begging the folk, leave
Feeling stoked and intrigued
Smell of gun smoke, just freeze
Stood my ground, Cochise
A lot of you cats need
To change your litter box
It's the Kid that Rocks
Minus fedoras and country talk
Punk just watch
It's an outbreak just like the monkey pox
Stayed next to Lox, no Jada, P, or Louch
Been in the booth spitting truths
Before you knew
I'm the sudden re-occurrence in
The Matrix doctrine stay and watch him
Amazed but proceed with caution
My rhymes are harder than last nights
Erection, So play me close
I'll have this mic up in your mid-section
Leather boots stomp your chest in
Looking for more jewels that I can invest in
From a Section 8 0, peace to Mr lamar
Beard game heavy, It's The Return Of Jafar
My verbs heard from afar
Doughnut out in the car rigorous darts
Bodies left with more than a couple a scars
Rouge status sipping on some dark brew-skis
Just me and a pad of empty loose leaf
My mental splatters pages for
Readers and listeners
Hip-Hop, the one chick I should
Be sticking to her
I throw y'all in the stew I brew
A cheap boil
I strike first, no firing back, just recoil
You spoiled my appetite but
Not for destruction
Your facial attitude needs reconstruction
Suctioned, sucked in, to keep it moving
No repercussion, the reaper's coming
My soul I'm not losing
My rhymes are harder than last nights
Erection, So play me close
I'll have this mic up in your mid-section
Erection, So play me close
I'll have this mic up in your mid-section
OG's be like oh geez i only rock Jordan OG's
I stay funky like old cheese
My dogs I'm with have no fleas
The flow breeze drew out New plans, Orleans
Better than me?, Oh please
Built strong and lived long, Oak trees
Begging the folk, leave
Feeling stoked and intrigued
Smell of gun smoke, just freeze
Stood my ground, Cochise
A lot of you cats need
To change your litter box
It's the Kid that Rocks
Minus fedoras and country talk
Punk just watch
It's an outbreak just like the monkey pox
Stayed next to Lox, no Jada, P, or Louch
Been in the booth spitting truths
Before you knew
I'm the sudden re-occurrence in
The Matrix doctrine stay and watch him
Amazed but proceed with caution
My rhymes are harder than last nights
Erection, So play me close
I'll have this mic up in your mid-section
Leather boots stomp your chest in
Looking for more jewels that I can invest in
From a Section 8 0, peace to Mr lamar
Beard game heavy, It's The Return Of Jafar
My verbs heard from afar
Doughnut out in the car rigorous darts
Bodies left with more than a couple a scars
Rouge status sipping on some dark brew-skis
Just me and a pad of empty loose leaf
My mental splatters pages for
Readers and listeners
Hip-Hop, the one chick I should
Be sticking to her
I throw y'all in the stew I brew
A cheap boil
I strike first, no firing back, just recoil
You spoiled my appetite but
Not for destruction
Your facial attitude needs reconstruction
Suctioned, sucked in, to keep it moving
No repercussion, the reaper's coming
My soul I'm not losing
My rhymes are harder than last nights
Erection, So play me close
I'll have this mic up in your mid-section