Mr. SOS , Homeboy Sandman, PackFM - O! lyrics
[Mr. SOS , Homeboy Sandman, PackFM - O! lyrics]
Gimmie a minute, then you can gimmie two
Cause when I get in it it’s hard to finish
So you never know when I’m through
Everybody, get up and move!
That seems like the most logical thing
To tell you to do
Cause as soon as the track dropped
Somebody’s match sparked a cigarette
And when it hit
They dropped a whole matchbox
Music is that hot energy amped up
Enough to make ‘em legalize
America’s cash crop
My style ain’t free but I got it for cheap
And I’m assumin’ I’m the boomin’
Comin’ outta your jeep
And I illuminate but not Illuminati you see
I’m just a human and my duty
Is to follow the heat
Now who am I to disapprove on
How we body this beat and leave 'em stompin’
Til the souls fall out the
Bottom of their feet
And since I came out of the womb
I’ve been what’s hot on the street
Now get out your seat and party
Cause we rockin this, G
F train left brain reason for the checkmate
Reason why the check paid, ese
Regular on eskay’s webpage
Regularly x rated escapades
No reason to x ray won’t break
Rappers be okay but opaque
Me & Pack see rappers be like "oh great"
Hardly see no greats
Mostly see busters that exude fright
Busting in a food fight, no grapes
I go ape my boy 8th got a tape with 2HBs
Leave sucka emcees outta place
Talking 'bout they moving weight outta state
Moving 'bout as much weight as
People weigh in outerspace
War games, watergate
Holding pounds, moving pounds
Your pounds is all water weight
And all n vain 'cause my
Veins is all watermains ice water mane
First of all, y'all ain’t better than us
That’s word to the DNA that’s embedded in us
Man, I fuckin hate rappers
I ain’t said it enough
I set 'em up, knock 'em down
And I ain’t letting them up
If you’re feeling lucky, jump
We can settle this once
The proof is in the pudding
And your spine’s gelatin, punk
Now look, y'all done got my adrenaline up
And I gotta let it out or my head’ll erupt
Hotter than solar heat over tumbleweed
Flows make the crowd say "O"
Without the double "P" pump the beat
Up to the highest degree if
You fuckin with me and if you not
You’re a pussy emcee that
I’m fucking to sleep sufferin’ succotash
You make me fuckin’ laugh
When you start sucking so bad
That you make your own mother mad
Stop doing your own people
Dirty like trucker baths
You’ll be dumbin’ it down
While I’m dumbin’ it up a tad
Cause when I get in it it’s hard to finish
So you never know when I’m through
Everybody, get up and move!
That seems like the most logical thing
To tell you to do
Cause as soon as the track dropped
Somebody’s match sparked a cigarette
And when it hit
They dropped a whole matchbox
Music is that hot energy amped up
Enough to make ‘em legalize
America’s cash crop
My style ain’t free but I got it for cheap
And I’m assumin’ I’m the boomin’
Comin’ outta your jeep
And I illuminate but not Illuminati you see
I’m just a human and my duty
Is to follow the heat
Now who am I to disapprove on
How we body this beat and leave 'em stompin’
Til the souls fall out the
Bottom of their feet
And since I came out of the womb
I’ve been what’s hot on the street
Now get out your seat and party
Cause we rockin this, G
F train left brain reason for the checkmate
Reason why the check paid, ese
Regular on eskay’s webpage
Regularly x rated escapades
No reason to x ray won’t break
Rappers be okay but opaque
Me & Pack see rappers be like "oh great"
Hardly see no greats
Mostly see busters that exude fright
Busting in a food fight, no grapes
I go ape my boy 8th got a tape with 2HBs
Leave sucka emcees outta place
Talking 'bout they moving weight outta state
Moving 'bout as much weight as
People weigh in outerspace
War games, watergate
Holding pounds, moving pounds
Your pounds is all water weight
And all n vain 'cause my
Veins is all watermains ice water mane
First of all, y'all ain’t better than us
That’s word to the DNA that’s embedded in us
Man, I fuckin hate rappers
I ain’t said it enough
I set 'em up, knock 'em down
And I ain’t letting them up
If you’re feeling lucky, jump
We can settle this once
The proof is in the pudding
And your spine’s gelatin, punk
Now look, y'all done got my adrenaline up
And I gotta let it out or my head’ll erupt
Hotter than solar heat over tumbleweed
Flows make the crowd say "O"
Without the double "P" pump the beat
Up to the highest degree if
You fuckin with me and if you not
You’re a pussy emcee that
I’m fucking to sleep sufferin’ succotash
You make me fuckin’ laugh
When you start sucking so bad
That you make your own mother mad
Stop doing your own people
Dirty like trucker baths
You’ll be dumbin’ it down
While I’m dumbin’ it up a tad