Swoope - No Grease lyrics
Swoope [Lawrence Allen Swoope II] Akron, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Swoope - No Grease lyrics]
Some 90's please
Yeah
Please i got mouths that I got to feed
I can't stop, they countin' on me
To make a whey that's with out protein
So I makes waves, that's without no grease
I got mouths that I got to feed
I can't stop, they countin' on me
To make a whey that's without protein
So I makes waves, that's without no grease
I dropped out, I ain't got degrees
I found out they were not for me
College might be the thing for y'all
But "College Dropout" taught me way more
(Heh) that's '04
I sim all the time, I made up my mind
Dark no morе never could ask for any more
Timе in those dorms
My alma mater was taught by Marshall Mathers
And Sean Professor Carter and
Kanye West for starters
And Tribe Called Quest, and Common, and Nas
André 3000 three stacks for short
Lupe Fiasco talked all about food and liquor
I took what I learned from the words
And I filtered it through the Scriptures
I'm spittin' the heat, but literally
I didn't have any idea the lyrics all rhyme
So whether the line would become my career
The prose that I wrote were
Movin' Seoul like Korea
And make-believers, I still make
It home for Sophia, nayima
My daughters, my sons and my spouse
I'm just runnin' my name
Y'all just runnin' your mouth
Never catch me cappin' in raps
I really only two places
I'm in the lab or my back
Seekin' the Father my hardest
So I don't get caught up in all
The kind of drama that's common
When you just rhymin' for dollars and
Tryin' to shine like medallions
That's an impostor
That's pocket-to-pocket all of the comments
And try to hide that they comin'
Forgot to honor the proverbs
For me, the only option's to follow the Bible
Let my Provider decide how
To honor my grindin'
Uh, so it's a method to my madness
Tryna' flip a bag
Get my daughters in gymnastics
Please i got mouths that I got to feed
I can't stop, they countin' on me
To make a whey that's without protein
So I makes waves, that's without no grease
Swoope, there it is!
Yeah
Please i got mouths that I got to feed
I can't stop, they countin' on me
To make a whey that's with out protein
So I makes waves, that's without no grease
I got mouths that I got to feed
I can't stop, they countin' on me
To make a whey that's without protein
So I makes waves, that's without no grease
I dropped out, I ain't got degrees
I found out they were not for me
College might be the thing for y'all
But "College Dropout" taught me way more
(Heh) that's '04
I sim all the time, I made up my mind
Dark no morе never could ask for any more
Timе in those dorms
My alma mater was taught by Marshall Mathers
And Sean Professor Carter and
Kanye West for starters
And Tribe Called Quest, and Common, and Nas
André 3000 three stacks for short
Lupe Fiasco talked all about food and liquor
I took what I learned from the words
And I filtered it through the Scriptures
I'm spittin' the heat, but literally
I didn't have any idea the lyrics all rhyme
So whether the line would become my career
The prose that I wrote were
Movin' Seoul like Korea
And make-believers, I still make
It home for Sophia, nayima
My daughters, my sons and my spouse
I'm just runnin' my name
Y'all just runnin' your mouth
Never catch me cappin' in raps
I really only two places
I'm in the lab or my back
Seekin' the Father my hardest
So I don't get caught up in all
The kind of drama that's common
When you just rhymin' for dollars and
Tryin' to shine like medallions
That's an impostor
That's pocket-to-pocket all of the comments
And try to hide that they comin'
Forgot to honor the proverbs
For me, the only option's to follow the Bible
Let my Provider decide how
To honor my grindin'
Uh, so it's a method to my madness
Tryna' flip a bag
Get my daughters in gymnastics
Please i got mouths that I got to feed
I can't stop, they countin' on me
To make a whey that's without protein
So I makes waves, that's without no grease
Swoope, there it is!