P.O.S. - Let It Rattle lyrics
[P.O.S. - Let It Rattle lyrics]
Sorry I took so long, yeah
There ain't nobody to be pretty for, fuck it
Let it rattle let the clatter kill 'em
Let the cataclysm wash
Who really listens? Precision with a
Verse draws a crowd
I draw a line between an easy
Melody and piece of mind
I keep the game tweaked, freak the same
To it's own thing, spit the plain pain
Econolines for the dime class
It's a goddamn recession
(C'mon) Show a little respect
You Pfizer babies
Look at how they hate, pilled out
Bounce they liver off they top eight
Who got a fix for the fix? Bush no more
Nobody's like "Dufresne
Search party of four"
Tell me, who's eating? I mean well
Who's beaten shell toes kick a
Hole in who's cheating hell?
Need it while you can, serve, get swerved
Get sleep buy it up c'mon, uh huh
They out for presidents to represent them
You think a president could represent you?
You really think a president
Would represent you? (right)
They call me POS
Bold from the go to the goal
To them ice cold bones
Freezing in that Minnesota snow
Heating up the winter with the flow
They make it rain, rain, rain go away
Come again brave
Or when you bring a bit to help us grow
(Meanwhile) We them pro parade rainers
Presented by the Doomtree
Sponsored by the Rhymesayers
No-brainer if you aim at the aimless
The same small change big
Drain on my patience
(It's) my act, my scene, my play, my stage
My lines, my way, all day
All style plus guts (c'mon)
Cap cut, no fresh, no clean, all press
Yes mean swoosh, removed, lose the cool
Choose whatever behooves the dude
Move through any mood with ease
Ravage the rules, ravishing mood
Randy Savage the fools
Handy with tools, cutting my own key
Cattle to meat, sheep splitter, kennel killer
Handmade hand-gunner, fan-blade runner, huh?
Promise of skill, better than blessed
Promise of stress
Living and breathing, motherfuck all the rest
Now what do you do exactly?
N not, not exactly like you don't
Do anything exactly
But more like, what exactly do you do?
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
I can't tell if it's the bees or the sting
The honey or the wax on the wing
But people just Walmart what they worth
Roll back
They don't get to pick what you deserve
What exactly do you do Sir? (we serve)
What exactly do you do Miss? (we take)
Tell me who the hell are you?
You're out of your element Donny, shut up
Double, double eat up, ride, the Dude abides
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
There ain't nobody to be pretty for, fuck it
Let it rattle let the clatter kill 'em
Let the cataclysm wash
Who really listens? Precision with a
Verse draws a crowd
I draw a line between an easy
Melody and piece of mind
I keep the game tweaked, freak the same
To it's own thing, spit the plain pain
Econolines for the dime class
It's a goddamn recession
(C'mon) Show a little respect
You Pfizer babies
Look at how they hate, pilled out
Bounce they liver off they top eight
Who got a fix for the fix? Bush no more
Nobody's like "Dufresne
Search party of four"
Tell me, who's eating? I mean well
Who's beaten shell toes kick a
Hole in who's cheating hell?
Need it while you can, serve, get swerved
Get sleep buy it up c'mon, uh huh
They out for presidents to represent them
You think a president could represent you?
You really think a president
Would represent you? (right)
They call me POS
Bold from the go to the goal
To them ice cold bones
Freezing in that Minnesota snow
Heating up the winter with the flow
They make it rain, rain, rain go away
Come again brave
Or when you bring a bit to help us grow
(Meanwhile) We them pro parade rainers
Presented by the Doomtree
Sponsored by the Rhymesayers
No-brainer if you aim at the aimless
The same small change big
Drain on my patience
(It's) my act, my scene, my play, my stage
My lines, my way, all day
All style plus guts (c'mon)
Cap cut, no fresh, no clean, all press
Yes mean swoosh, removed, lose the cool
Choose whatever behooves the dude
Move through any mood with ease
Ravage the rules, ravishing mood
Randy Savage the fools
Handy with tools, cutting my own key
Cattle to meat, sheep splitter, kennel killer
Handmade hand-gunner, fan-blade runner, huh?
Promise of skill, better than blessed
Promise of stress
Living and breathing, motherfuck all the rest
Now what do you do exactly?
N not, not exactly like you don't
Do anything exactly
But more like, what exactly do you do?
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down
I can't tell if it's the bees or the sting
The honey or the wax on the wing
But people just Walmart what they worth
Roll back
They don't get to pick what you deserve
What exactly do you do Sir? (we serve)
What exactly do you do Miss? (we take)
Tell me who the hell are you?
You're out of your element Donny, shut up
Double, double eat up, ride, the Dude abides
They hide their eyes and can't
Describe what they been missing
They fire blind and can't describe
What they been laying down they laying down