Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Pseudo Slang
Interpretação
Pawcut
Interpretação
Millennium Jazz Music
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Uwe Beyer
Composição
Josh Brown
Composição
Letra
Inexplicably way we rip a beat
These kids implicated in the sense that they can't imitate
But simulate the style without the wow effect
How I bet they not about it, go wave a towel that's white
Reroute my mic, signal through a dirty tube
Thanks to AK we rip the uk out of this stress and doubt
Yo check these counterfeits, passing themselves off
Just means you gotta head it self
Neglect our well being, more caught up in our credit self
I might meet EZ Japan over at Estelle's
I used to work the door like I smack wack vocalists
It's curtains for y'all, barely think like any chores
Catch repetitive rec, you know it's better to step the fuck up
Or whack simpletons we catch on a night off
Who the fuck, I got nothing to do you know
Uh, who the fuck, since I got nothing to do
I just thought I'd team up with EZ and rip your crew
Yo, who the fuck, lay you on the mic
My crew does certain things you can't do on the mic
Penetrate outfits, impeccable sound clips
Dude, take a seat, you just look like a goof on the mic
Peace pop, this blister beat broke the sound of slumber
Guaranteed to shake the seats of your town and country
Dial the numbers, you need help
I mean well, he means well, but meanwhile
The foundation crumbling, and my stomach's grumbling
Time to eat swell, bring the sand, I'll bring the beach towel
You got it crisscross like tartan slacks
My art of rap is like an artifact
I harbor sharks in the darkest cracks
Petroglyphs with fat marker tracks
Bring the carcass back to the apartment flat
There's no harm in that
Add the marmalade to tarts and snacks
I carve it back like big wave Cowabunga
You dudes suck like the thumb of a three year old
Sour onions and the meat is cold
Kitchen closed, but we keep it going
Kitchen closed, but we keep it going
I guess I had nothing to do
I guess I had nothing to do
But to team up with P.S. and fuck up all of your crew
I guess we had something to do
What? Yeah, I guess I had nothing to do
About that P.S. and fuck up all of your crew
So you dudes suck like the thumb of a three year old
Sour onions and the meat is cold
Kitchen closed, but we keep it going
Kitchen closed, but we keep it going
Kitchen closed, but we keep it going
Kitchen closed, but we keep it going
What you know must be humidity
While these cats speeches like gas leaks
How'd they get so shitty, B?
Rowdy threats are body sets
They always explaining why they not in the zone
They probably pet, let me explain too
That's short for petrol for your lame crew
Kicking the up in the same doo doo
Carve a copy, I remain true, but it's not a game
I speak with disdain about you
Allergic to normal rap
And shoot, these dudes is straight
Unimaginative, stuck in your phone
Can't get by without no data
I've ridden my life of sucker cats
While your whole rhetoric sounds like
Could I get my life back?
True of living, don't blame ish
On other dudes decisions
You're the hand at the helm of yours
I shred MC's 'til I'm done with chores
Barely think like folding laundry when derailing finks
Always making a real big stick
Like there's a duck in the room
Plus some elephants
I'm hella convinced
I'm the nicest, with lyrical elements
That's flammable, combustible, and all that pyro-ish
Yeah, when y'all tell me y'all got heat
I'm not convinced, huh
What is this fuckery, huh?
Okay, listen, listen, listen
Yeah, yeah, let me show you something
It's the hottest thing in this hottest fucking thing
Step up, you dig?
Get down with that bop-stop
Step right to the front, fucka
Step up, step up, step up, step up
I'm a little something about how we do
Come on
Step, step, step, step up
Step, step, step up
Step up, up, up, up, up
Step, step, step, step up
Step, step, step up, up, up
Step, step, step, step up
(Take it down on that)
Step, step, step, step up
Step up, step, step up, up
Step up, step up, step up
Step, step, step, step up
Step, step, step up, step up
Step, step, step, step up
Step, step, step up, up, up
(Take it down on that)
Step up, step up, step up
Step, step, step up, step up
Step up, up, up, up
Step up, up, up
Step up, up
Step up, up
Step up, up
Step up, up, up
Step up, up
Step up, up
Step up, up
Step up, step up, up, up
Step up, up
Written by: Josh Brown, Uwe Beyer

