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Big Switch

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Big Switch è stato pubblicato il 3 aprile 2019 da Nerve Productions come parte dell'album Big Switch - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumBig Switch - Single

Data di uscita3 aprile 2019

EtichettaNerve Productions

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM75

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Nerve

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Toby Nicholls

Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]

Everybody changin', everybody switchin' up

Everybody watch me makin' moves while they kickin' dust

Everybody live for love, sometimes I don't love to live

But you know I'm always bouncin' back like them rubbers, kid

Yeah, I'm on some other shit, they be dumb and dumber shit

They be like that bubblegum like that Hubba Bubba shit

Not like I don't uck with it, but I just don't uck with it

And if you don’t run with this you can suck a couple

Dick Cheney I'm corrupt with it, they callin' me the senator

Competitors try to better the best but flow like enemas

Winnin' like Roger Federer, you are not on this level

They puttin' me on the pedestal, should be givin' me medals

And shook 'cause I do it effortless, look its super impressive

I'm shootin' past like I'm Messi, the way that I be finessin'

Top corner that's a blessin', team player and i'm flexin'

So you don't need to ask why all these losers keep vexin'

[Verse 2]

'Cause I do it my way

Workin' till my money longer than the Hume Highway

They be outdated like the Myspace

Lookin' fly, blazed on a Friday

Head to toe shinin' like the glaciers in ice age

Head to toe shinin' like I stepped out space ship

I ain't talkin' diamonds, I'm talkin' about my brain, bitch

I was raised to break shit, shouts to my mama, she's amazin'

Never let em tamper with my patience

[Verse 3]

They askin' how much I be makin' from beats

Tell 'em whatever I please, I might just go raise my fee

Fuck it, I'll be a beast, don't wanna see me succeed

So please stop callin' my digits I'm asleep for a week

And when I wake up, when I wake up, I know no one

Only fuck with no one's, you don't even know one

Still, I'm on my own, son, windows down no AC

That summer fruit, sinkin' mangos under mangrove trees

Yeah, I'm too old for twenty-one, they get it when I said it, son

N-E-R-V-E, I'm on some shit they never ever done

Kid from Qld, soundin' like he ATL

Sonny, you don't even know your ASL, kick 'em off like AFL

You and all your mates as well, yeah, black-balled

They say its too cliquey, only cause their clique is wack sauce

(What he sayin that for?) Yeah, it was a tad raw

But I ain't brown nosin' nobody, they some rap whores

And I ain't talkin' groupies

I got a million other problems, homie, none of them is booty

Why they talking rudely? I'm sittin' here hopin' that they sue me

For defamation, libel, and abusin' them profusely

[Verse 4]

They a nuisance, I put food in the fridge

Yeah, I'm the rarest of steak, and they some two minute shit

They should zoom in a bit, learn what to do with a bit

And turn it into a lot, 'cause one day I'll be rich

And one day I'll be chillin' on beaches

Singin' The Meters or The Ink Spots

Drinkin' Hennessy and doin' business on some big stocks

You negatives can piss off, I'm just on my shit, dawg

I been had the vision since a whippersnapper, it's on

Written by: Toby Nicholls

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