Luckyiam.PSC - Rap, Rap, Rap lyrics
[Luckyiam.PSC - Rap, Rap, Rap lyrics]
In my red dice ice cream jeans don't try me
They only compliment the style
Of this rhymin' dude
I'm designing a new way to move weight
That don't involve no coke, just my music
After my due date, Dues Paid, Tuesday
Crews say Lucky even bumps in they hooptie
I'm a new day, y'all some old news
Your girls a groupie
Didn't know how to choose
Or didn't have a choice, I use a better voice
A better song selection and an
Antidote to makin' noise
I'm into breakin' toys
Y'all into fakin' poise
Confidence, not convinced
Don't believe your boys
Just keep on bookin' tours
Perform for empty floors
Sell a couple thousand records
Press a thousand more
Impress a couple hundred fans so
You can make 'em yours
It's like the Making Of The
Band up in this underworld
I'm not complaining
I'm explaining what you shouldn't do
Just because you have ambition
Doesn't make it true
True indeed, feed of this get inspired
Then inquire what you lack
Take my spot when I retire rap, rap
Rap your little rapper hearts out
Emo to thug hop, ain't no fast routes
Big labels find it hard to make money
How you think you 'bout to
Blow off this underground dummy?
Please if you was ready I would sign you
Or Rhymesayers might even get behind you
Send your CD to Definitive Jux
And if they find your shit
Inventive then consider it luck
It's the 10th year anniversary of my bunch
But, I'm thinkin' "Damn
My rents due at the end of the month"
Who wants to hunt slash haggle adventure
Callin' up stores? Bothering the buyers
Tryin' to make 'em pick up more
Or maybe hit the studio or rig another tour
With the average independents
Just a couple of more
Man, the fans are so finicky
With who they adore
And your Myspace music ain't a
Foot in the door
I'm an exceptional professional pessimist
Plenty people got bad taste so there's a
Chance for your success in this
So keep pressin' it
Or quit messin' with the over saturation
In the scene peep the evidence
Fuck you fuck you fuck you you're
Cool fuck you I'm out!
How many assholes we got on this ship anyhow?
(YO) i knew it i'm surrounded by assholes
They only compliment the style
Of this rhymin' dude
I'm designing a new way to move weight
That don't involve no coke, just my music
After my due date, Dues Paid, Tuesday
Crews say Lucky even bumps in they hooptie
I'm a new day, y'all some old news
Your girls a groupie
Didn't know how to choose
Or didn't have a choice, I use a better voice
A better song selection and an
Antidote to makin' noise
I'm into breakin' toys
Y'all into fakin' poise
Confidence, not convinced
Don't believe your boys
Just keep on bookin' tours
Perform for empty floors
Sell a couple thousand records
Press a thousand more
Impress a couple hundred fans so
You can make 'em yours
It's like the Making Of The
Band up in this underworld
I'm not complaining
I'm explaining what you shouldn't do
Just because you have ambition
Doesn't make it true
True indeed, feed of this get inspired
Then inquire what you lack
Take my spot when I retire rap, rap
Rap your little rapper hearts out
Emo to thug hop, ain't no fast routes
Big labels find it hard to make money
How you think you 'bout to
Blow off this underground dummy?
Please if you was ready I would sign you
Or Rhymesayers might even get behind you
Send your CD to Definitive Jux
And if they find your shit
Inventive then consider it luck
It's the 10th year anniversary of my bunch
But, I'm thinkin' "Damn
My rents due at the end of the month"
Who wants to hunt slash haggle adventure
Callin' up stores? Bothering the buyers
Tryin' to make 'em pick up more
Or maybe hit the studio or rig another tour
With the average independents
Just a couple of more
Man, the fans are so finicky
With who they adore
And your Myspace music ain't a
Foot in the door
I'm an exceptional professional pessimist
Plenty people got bad taste so there's a
Chance for your success in this
So keep pressin' it
Or quit messin' with the over saturation
In the scene peep the evidence
Fuck you fuck you fuck you you're
Cool fuck you I'm out!
How many assholes we got on this ship anyhow?
(YO) i knew it i'm surrounded by assholes