SoulChef, Nieve - What You Rappin' For lyrics
[SoulChef, Nieve - What You Rappin' For lyrics]
Yeah, check it, check it, check it out
Uh, check out the rhyme one more time
So I ain't got to work at checkout
Express line
With 15 or less, let me express mine
You've heard everyone else's style
Except mine
Yeah, ask the manager, I'm no amateur
World view capturer
Still I'm at the Whole Foods after
Your paper or plastic please
So would you hurry up
It's like I can't breathe until 6: 30 up
Link up with fellow MCs, drink a 40 up
Burn up, like a flint of a candle
The only thing I can do is ramble
The beats that I sample
The shiver in the boots
Movie-like flow running through
What you wanna do?
Give up the only good thing
That you ever knew
It's time we stopped chasing a dream
And see it coming true
Nobody's feeling that no more i said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
It's nothing like it was before i said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
I said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
So don't be doing that no more i said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
I still got a 9th grade mind state
Throw the food for my plate
If you get in my way
They went from missing me to
Listening to my tape
Now they want to kick it
Because everything going so great
But, when it was bad they were gone
I was forced to go it alone
But, it's ok, it made me strong
As long as I can write I'm never wrong
To squash it whatever the cost is
It's hard to kick push
When they're flipping like
Broke the last straw
The last line they crossed it
I'm just trying to wriggle on
Back before the worst
This nonsense around us
Just let the sound surround us
If the music is your god
Then we see him as boundless
I found this out without a doubt for sure
When I finish what I set out for my goal
Uh, check out the rhyme one more time
So I ain't got to work at checkout
Express line
With 15 or less, let me express mine
You've heard everyone else's style
Except mine
Yeah, ask the manager, I'm no amateur
World view capturer
Still I'm at the Whole Foods after
Your paper or plastic please
So would you hurry up
It's like I can't breathe until 6: 30 up
Link up with fellow MCs, drink a 40 up
Burn up, like a flint of a candle
The only thing I can do is ramble
The beats that I sample
The shiver in the boots
Movie-like flow running through
What you wanna do?
Give up the only good thing
That you ever knew
It's time we stopped chasing a dream
And see it coming true
Nobody's feeling that no more i said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
It's nothing like it was before i said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
I said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
So don't be doing that no more i said
Go on homie tell me what you rapping for?
I still got a 9th grade mind state
Throw the food for my plate
If you get in my way
They went from missing me to
Listening to my tape
Now they want to kick it
Because everything going so great
But, when it was bad they were gone
I was forced to go it alone
But, it's ok, it made me strong
As long as I can write I'm never wrong
To squash it whatever the cost is
It's hard to kick push
When they're flipping like
Broke the last straw
The last line they crossed it
I'm just trying to wriggle on
Back before the worst
This nonsense around us
Just let the sound surround us
If the music is your god
Then we see him as boundless
I found this out without a doubt for sure
When I finish what I set out for my goal