Tonedeff, Session - Safety First lyrics

[Tonedeff, Session - Safety First lyrics]

Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first
Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first

When I start to strike with thoughts that
You ain’t have the heart to write
The following scars are sponsored by
Spicasso & The Archetype
Your squad is not as nice as ours is
We amount to twice the artists
Y’all just get discounted as often
As prices down at Target
I ain’t have to split profit's to
Get a bid on the market


I just spit for the art and word
Caught on quicker than SARS did
Start picking your coffin Your chick keeps
A dick in her pocket
And commands that you remove your
Shoes before licking the carpet

It’s Session
Spicasso I walk on the third rail
Spark till I turn pale wit
Narcs on the herb trail
You only served jail for ya failed crimes
My dick is one mile, I use it for a sundial
It’s how I tell time
Stale rhymes like yours don't
Deserve to be quoted
With a flow you can not see
Like someone in Germany wrote it
Till then to home ya limpin', shoot hands out
Make ya lip stand out
Like you’re Homer Simpson

Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first
Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first

Tonedeff, create grooves, everyday heat
Break dudes when we play beats
And make moves like NBA Street
QN5, you can't outbuy us, man don't try us
We pan out fires, so just hand out flyers
Bitch! you wack, even ya beats suckin' bad
I’ll tell you who the illest producer is
My fuckin' dad! Puffin bags
Still got stamina for slammin' ya
You say you was up north?
Then you must’ve meant Canada

It’s Bananas, eh? Tonedeff & Session
Are so fresh in essence
We both lent our scents to
Fill up cans of spray
Endorsements through Bowflex and Mennen
You’re whole set’s fe-minine
You throw fit's like women push
Kotex and bins of Vaginaid
Go fetch an entrance for
Your next profession, in a coat check
Or dressing room – Don’t mess with testing
Mics or think of flippin’ a beat
If you ever get bigger than me
It isn’t a bitter defeat
But did you get your receipt? Cause now
‘pay your dues’ is more than
A figure of speech!

Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first
Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first

I’m a veritable monstrosity! Flip
Incomparable parable bombs, constantly
Possibly perennial, plenty of flow ferocity
Vocal velocity
Against any posse accosting me
Not to be sonically swapped
With quality atrocities
Bitches are gossipy, Niggas exhibit hypocrisy
Talkin’ seedy behind my back but
Give props to me optically
Verses are sloppily constructed
Incompetent carpentry
Sucked at monopoly – I switched cards
To charge you a doctor’s fee
Stopping the monotony is the prophecy I
Shot at the industry novelties
And punks that don’t put their
Heart in the artistry it’s hard to see our
Cultural freedom philosophies
Get tossed to sea, for the cars you need
Pretty sluts and the cost of weed
As I rhyme, I see the scars recede
Whenever they start to bleed
Pressure’s promptly applied to the
Beat’s properties properly
Proud of my sovereignty
Cause I’m baggin' shit like colostomies
If I gotta spell it out
You’d best to double the F and cross the T

The mic abuser
Makin' seven holes wit six shooters
And make it seem like you dove
Face first into a juicer
Before I think I close my
Eyes and access my computer
Type the password and login
Session as the user
You loser, but I never sleep
I realize there's always challengers
So my eyes stay open like I died scared
We ride here, NY
You rep were you are not from
Get dropped son
Body stretched out like a dachshund
I got some cash and hash man, pass grams
And I can't be got
I'm E honda with the fast hands
Knuckles crash land, make ya nose runny
And make ya side split like
I said somethin' funny
Sonny, how that sound? I'm that down
We could box, but, you’ll get beat half an
Hour before the last round
Quick fast down, trash clown
You couldn't put up ya dukes if
Our gloves were half pounds

Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first
Slow ya roll, partner! Just hold your horses
‘For you go starting mess, know your role
Bitch tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns
Y’all whole shit
Remember that you may get hurt safety first

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret