Spitty - Comeback Season lyrics
[Spitty - Comeback Season lyrics]
I'm wiling off the rhetoric
Effortless end to Neverland
Leverage from affecting the sentiments
In our specimen
Pessimists spread the messages end in
A mess of menaces
Mental who meant to mend it but
Men do whatev for Benjamins
Bentley bud and a bungalow
Breaking bread with a blunt to blow
Blacking off of the buzz of the
Beauty bills and the buffalos
Bogus these flows is enormous
Probably punching in on all
Of his recordings, it's gorgeous
The way I compose it riding off
A flow Miki Dora exploring
Pockets cracks and crevices
Evident my path intelligent
Push past the past they
Slacking as representatives
Present day perspective on a
Wave of exceptional talent
If you know where it's planted
And hidden from the masses
Master can't let them have it, wreak havoc
They rather the weak granted
The riches and baddest
I'm maddened at the legends let me
Down to where Hell is hell losing respective
Damn I miss the old Drake and
I miss the old Wayne
Yeah I miss the old 'Ye old Jay always
Whole game flipped on a fame tip
Brains make change
And lames make tasteless, bass hit's
Grubbing up the club for a day kid
Does anybody know where Trinidad James is
I'm laughing at what's happened to be
Happy to be strapped into laps of the dream
Half is on a snap half is clapping with glee
Either way they all trapped in
The actions they fiend
Consume the newest nuisance to
Prove you is included
To prove you is the coolest
They pool you into losing
Loose possession of payroll
Like every pay day you don't know
Where the hell the pay go
Strange so many live a cyclical style
Maybe biblical indifferent to
Decisions abide by
By the way, I'm playing off a pace
That they been praying to place
Beginnings came with stumbles and slouches
Started from the bottom using
Cushions from couches
Always had a vision had to
Work out the routing
Made a little tape let the
World know about me
Since sixteen been spitting these sixteens
Rapping till the casket got me
Sitting at six feet
I'm 5' 9" looking large than life
Let the plight take flight I'm
Still looking for light
This one for the homies who
Have taken their lives
I live life knowing that
Through me you survive
I do it till I die I do it for the culture
Vultures get shot sought out we don't know ya
Knowledge been the key to the craft
I research words to instill in my raps
It's silly to ask me how I'm
Ill with my act see
Carry more bars than a Nestle factory
This I have found feels like do or die
Mint on the mound or they let you fly
Mind over matter I'mma do this right
Hear the babbling but I been
On my comeback time
It's my comeback, comeback, comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
It's my comeback comeback comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
This I have found feels like do or die
Mint on the mound or they let you fly
Mind over matter I'mma do this right
Hear the babbling but I been
On my comeback time
It's my comeback, comeback, comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
It's my comeback comeback comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
Effortless end to Neverland
Leverage from affecting the sentiments
In our specimen
Pessimists spread the messages end in
A mess of menaces
Mental who meant to mend it but
Men do whatev for Benjamins
Bentley bud and a bungalow
Breaking bread with a blunt to blow
Blacking off of the buzz of the
Beauty bills and the buffalos
Bogus these flows is enormous
Probably punching in on all
Of his recordings, it's gorgeous
The way I compose it riding off
A flow Miki Dora exploring
Pockets cracks and crevices
Evident my path intelligent
Push past the past they
Slacking as representatives
Present day perspective on a
Wave of exceptional talent
If you know where it's planted
And hidden from the masses
Master can't let them have it, wreak havoc
They rather the weak granted
The riches and baddest
I'm maddened at the legends let me
Down to where Hell is hell losing respective
Damn I miss the old Drake and
I miss the old Wayne
Yeah I miss the old 'Ye old Jay always
Whole game flipped on a fame tip
Brains make change
And lames make tasteless, bass hit's
Grubbing up the club for a day kid
Does anybody know where Trinidad James is
I'm laughing at what's happened to be
Happy to be strapped into laps of the dream
Half is on a snap half is clapping with glee
Either way they all trapped in
The actions they fiend
Consume the newest nuisance to
Prove you is included
To prove you is the coolest
They pool you into losing
Loose possession of payroll
Like every pay day you don't know
Where the hell the pay go
Strange so many live a cyclical style
Maybe biblical indifferent to
Decisions abide by
By the way, I'm playing off a pace
That they been praying to place
Beginnings came with stumbles and slouches
Started from the bottom using
Cushions from couches
Always had a vision had to
Work out the routing
Made a little tape let the
World know about me
Since sixteen been spitting these sixteens
Rapping till the casket got me
Sitting at six feet
I'm 5' 9" looking large than life
Let the plight take flight I'm
Still looking for light
This one for the homies who
Have taken their lives
I live life knowing that
Through me you survive
I do it till I die I do it for the culture
Vultures get shot sought out we don't know ya
Knowledge been the key to the craft
I research words to instill in my raps
It's silly to ask me how I'm
Ill with my act see
Carry more bars than a Nestle factory
This I have found feels like do or die
Mint on the mound or they let you fly
Mind over matter I'mma do this right
Hear the babbling but I been
On my comeback time
It's my comeback, comeback, comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
It's my comeback comeback comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
This I have found feels like do or die
Mint on the mound or they let you fly
Mind over matter I'mma do this right
Hear the babbling but I been
On my comeback time
It's my comeback, comeback, comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time
It's my comeback comeback comeback time
Comeback comeback comeback time