Tobe Nwigwe - HEAT ROCK (MONUMINTAL LIVE) lyrics
[Tobe Nwigwe - HEAT ROCK MONUMINTAL LIVE lyrics]
I ain't gon' wait till the beat drops
Imma get it while it's warming start
To form this heat rock
I spit classics complex progressions
My whole flow is bebop
I bless demographics with lessons 'cause
My bars are sheetrock
That's hard
These scars gon' get me to the treetop
I'm different now but I used to keep
My eye on tail like peacocks
Changed my perspective
Got selective on what line I eavesdropped
Switched to the main one then refrainеd
From all the dames that P-popped
Thеy were thotties
Used to smash them as hobbies
But I'm Godly, no prob'ly
I bring Yeshua to the hood
Mamma Nita met Fat she said
Yes He blessing you good
My cousin whole life a mess cause
He stay obsessed with the jugg
I try to confess I'm blessed even when
My life as dark as Suge's
Last name
That's knight; don't get it?
You prolly snoozing
I make it clearest, my dearest
Whenever the spirit moving
I'm tryna spark a reunion
Bring back all the real rappers
Donald Trump won the president
Preacher say that the rapture
Is coming; so we on our
Knees praying to get acceptance
If we made it in his image then
Why can't I see reflections of love
They project us as thugs, hell
My partners need hugs
We straight outta the mud
I told my pops I'm the plug
For purpose, passion, talent, skills
And everything that's above
Hell the poverty line if I ain't
The best then they probably lying
The flow touch souls boy
It's probably divine
Whole wrist gold but I hardly got time
For Facebook post that are partly designed
To place fake hope in the partially blind
And I told Ms. Rogers she oughta be mine
And we start dating practice
Abstinence to dodge Satan
I'm cool with waiting but
Swear it took revelations
And Genesis, matter fact
Awhole Biblical compilation
The defense of Gary Payton and hella
Spiritual patrons to help me
Cause I was tryna GTD like Tommy on season 2
Prolly episode 16 of Martin, man
RIP Tommy Ford
But please check that episode
Just to see how much more I
Put into every score I pen
I scrub the floor with men
Who say they rap but
Really industry whores within
I'm done, bring the chorus back in
But ain't no chorus though
Yeah, but ain't no chorus though
Houston, Texas, let me hear
You, ain't no chorus
Though
One more time, it ain't no
This next part is for e'erybody
That be at full court
Look
This is the chorus for the
Haters that be big mad
Who throw us Juju but we
Doo doo on that witchcraft
We black as the Zulu with moves
You do at the kickbacks
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Say it! This is the chorus for
The haters that be big mad
Who throw us Juju but we
Doo doo on that witchcraft
We black as the Zulu with moves
You do at the kickbacks
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Imma get it while it's warming start
To form this heat rock
I spit classics complex progressions
My whole flow is bebop
I bless demographics with lessons 'cause
My bars are sheetrock
That's hard
These scars gon' get me to the treetop
I'm different now but I used to keep
My eye on tail like peacocks
Changed my perspective
Got selective on what line I eavesdropped
Switched to the main one then refrainеd
From all the dames that P-popped
Thеy were thotties
Used to smash them as hobbies
But I'm Godly, no prob'ly
I bring Yeshua to the hood
Mamma Nita met Fat she said
Yes He blessing you good
My cousin whole life a mess cause
He stay obsessed with the jugg
I try to confess I'm blessed even when
My life as dark as Suge's
Last name
That's knight; don't get it?
You prolly snoozing
I make it clearest, my dearest
Whenever the spirit moving
I'm tryna spark a reunion
Bring back all the real rappers
Donald Trump won the president
Preacher say that the rapture
Is coming; so we on our
Knees praying to get acceptance
If we made it in his image then
Why can't I see reflections of love
They project us as thugs, hell
My partners need hugs
We straight outta the mud
I told my pops I'm the plug
For purpose, passion, talent, skills
And everything that's above
Hell the poverty line if I ain't
The best then they probably lying
The flow touch souls boy
It's probably divine
Whole wrist gold but I hardly got time
For Facebook post that are partly designed
To place fake hope in the partially blind
And I told Ms. Rogers she oughta be mine
And we start dating practice
Abstinence to dodge Satan
I'm cool with waiting but
Swear it took revelations
And Genesis, matter fact
Awhole Biblical compilation
The defense of Gary Payton and hella
Spiritual patrons to help me
Cause I was tryna GTD like Tommy on season 2
Prolly episode 16 of Martin, man
RIP Tommy Ford
But please check that episode
Just to see how much more I
Put into every score I pen
I scrub the floor with men
Who say they rap but
Really industry whores within
I'm done, bring the chorus back in
But ain't no chorus though
Yeah, but ain't no chorus though
Houston, Texas, let me hear
You, ain't no chorus
Though
One more time, it ain't no
This next part is for e'erybody
That be at full court
Look
This is the chorus for the
Haters that be big mad
Who throw us Juju but we
Doo doo on that witchcraft
We black as the Zulu with moves
You do at the kickbacks
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Say it! This is the chorus for
The haters that be big mad
Who throw us Juju but we
Doo doo on that witchcraft
We black as the Zulu with moves
You do at the kickbacks
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag
Shoutout to those of you who knew
We'd get the big bag