Spose, Cam Groves, ELIZA, Luch - A Way With Words lyrics

I got a way with words, but you're a biter
Thought you got away with my words
But I'm the writer
Watch me as I blaze this herb
Who got the lighter?
Whoever thought they were Bickin' didn't
Know I spit fire puff the magic dragon, yo
Spose take 'em higher
Cast-iron rhymers, we're solid emcees
They love to hate but still admire
How we do this with ease
A calm breeze to a strong
Gust, you must be dreaming, jack
Got a hundred and one ways for
A phrase to bitch slap
Traps one in their yaps on
Tracks with this and that
You're barking like a dog
But showing pussy like a cat
Where's your flow at? Barely
Leaking like a faucet
My rhymes so tight that each
Word wears a corset you forced it
Used to be a stream now I'm a river
My raps would sound way
Better with this wrap, will you deliver?
Yeah check it now, a heavy
Hitter like Big Papi, you can't stop me
Cocky on beats like
Soundtracks to pornography
I don't promote violence on
Tracks like train wrecks
I'd rather catch these mic checks
And sip a cold Becks
A heavy hitter like Big Papi
You can't stop me cocky on beats like
Soundtracks to pornography
I don't promote violence on
Tracks like train wrecks
I'd rather catch these mic checks
And sip a cold Becks

These days we pay our dues to
Those respect within each crew
Signify our tries then look within
Each line I prove
Bring forth a new revelation of change
Sing for the love and the pain
At last, our courage remains
With heart, stay live
First thoughts with hands up high

Hands high go, go tell your drug supplier
Bump Luch and Eliza
Who could deny the mood they inspire?
Some dudes drooling, just oozing saliva
Burn cruise smoother on a donut tire
Luch does the sermons and Eliza's the choir
Rapper say when (say when) , Amen
I mean who's more religious than Spose is?
Cause when I rip a bong I
Move the water like Moses
Purest nonfiction in my jurisdiction
You conversed with hating persons
If you heard different
Bro, we just wanna make more bucks
So we grind independently
Like skateboard trucks
And my scheme is Visene: a clear, new vision
A fresh attitude and a beer Blue Ribboned
Shh, rapper, we can hear you bitchin'
You're just mad our shit's rad and
Your shit isn't these days

These days we pay our dues to
Those respect within each crew
Signify our tries then look within
Each line I prove
Bring forth a new revelation of change
Sing for the love and the pain
At last, our courage remains
With heart, stay live
First thoughts with hands up high