Spose - Y'all Scared lyrics
[Spose - Y'all Scared lyrics]
Wells, Maine all over your face
What's up? I'm almost famous
I love that movie, shit
I guess I'm more infamous
Video hit's up on the Internet
Smile betwixt my dimples it's that
Chivalrous dick who spit it more
Than a little bit i inflict my gifts on
He who spit's simpleness
I break 'em, make 'em slit their wrists
Hook 'em up with chicks I
Know with syphilitic slit's, fucking idiots
Burning cylinders with villagers
That's on the syllabus
They wonder where my will I
Tell them it is limitless
Infinite, when I speak to peeps
Peak interest
Symphonies are jingly but intricate
They're conducting inquiries into how
He's livin' it if he's really in the cut or
If he's only trimmin' it
Who is in his syndicate?
Why his clothes are mangy if he's angry
He ain't bigger yet
’Cause-’cause the way they figure it
IIII should be paid, late kickin' it
Well fu-fu-fuck guy
If you only had an inklin'
But-but-but pardon my French
But love my English
The label wants to know where
The second single is
Crinkling noise I just crinkled it
Defensive at the end like Nickovich
Pour Macallan in the glass and
Take a sip of it, i'm sick of it
It's got me blue like the Apple Store
Pacing back and forth
‘Cause I rap better and got
Clothes older than Macklemore
But this year, he's Giant Ryan's half a dwarf
Some sappy whore said
"Everything happens for a reason
" so I'm waiting for the explanation
Check out my skeletons I'm
Spellin' with my excavation
Or I'm just impatient
I need the justification
What's up? I'm almost famous
I love that movie, shit
I guess I'm more infamous
Video hit's up on the Internet
Smile betwixt my dimples it's that
Chivalrous dick who spit it more
Than a little bit i inflict my gifts on
He who spit's simpleness
I break 'em, make 'em slit their wrists
Hook 'em up with chicks I
Know with syphilitic slit's, fucking idiots
Burning cylinders with villagers
That's on the syllabus
They wonder where my will I
Tell them it is limitless
Infinite, when I speak to peeps
Peak interest
Symphonies are jingly but intricate
They're conducting inquiries into how
He's livin' it if he's really in the cut or
If he's only trimmin' it
Who is in his syndicate?
Why his clothes are mangy if he's angry
He ain't bigger yet
’Cause-’cause the way they figure it
IIII should be paid, late kickin' it
Well fu-fu-fuck guy
If you only had an inklin'
But-but-but pardon my French
But love my English
The label wants to know where
The second single is
Crinkling noise I just crinkled it
Defensive at the end like Nickovich
Pour Macallan in the glass and
Take a sip of it, i'm sick of it
It's got me blue like the Apple Store
Pacing back and forth
‘Cause I rap better and got
Clothes older than Macklemore
But this year, he's Giant Ryan's half a dwarf
Some sappy whore said
"Everything happens for a reason
" so I'm waiting for the explanation
Check out my skeletons I'm
Spellin' with my excavation
Or I'm just impatient
I need the justification