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Sharks
35,954
Rap
Sharks was released on January 1, 2006 by Upper Class Recordings as a part of the album Breaking Kayfabe
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2006
LabelUpper Class Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cadence Weapon
Cadence Weapon
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roland Pemberton
Roland Pemberton
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cadence Weapon
Cadence Weapon
Producer
Nik Kozub
Nik Kozub
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Old school, new school need to know this
Get your game up, you better keep focused
And so I said that they were biters
Sharpen up lines from lawless resolutes
Chip off the writer's block with
Knives that chop against the destitute
Evolution of the man who trade routines with verses
Go with platinum, can't go with Burberry
It hurts since my verse gets termed as the worst
But when immersed in your playlist, that shit plays first
Rehearse all bars matter, harsh scars in battle
Our brains all sparse with chatter, yet all stars shatter and split
Battered by the saccharine gifts
Stolen from affiliates, your rhyme pattern rips
You should've stitched it by hand and mouth
Now you're shook, planted doubts, spitting west while standing south
All in all, success for you is not at all probable
When I take you to the lake to find out if your water's soluble
I'm sick of bitches typing like they're splitting inches off a ruler
To be judged by foul prejudices of my style metric
That means stop biting my shit
That means start writing your shit
No rest for the weary or the wicked stand witness
No rest for the weapon, I must keep with tradition
Now listen, this isn't just another sick written
From the dark star harmed by the sharks that get bitten
This is hard talk, don't expect a rescue
And don't let me catch you alone in the car park
'Cause shark skin is fashion and that is me
Taught your anatomy right down to your carhartts
Used to write for a site, but I didn't spark smarter
Write right, who could think it? My first pay slip
But this isn't a house by writing bumper sticker
It's something you stick in and bump like a heroin needle
See the shit in the trunk is apparently lethal
Now y'all live to disrupt like American leaders
I'm gonna pull quick from the category
We, I run bullshit like a matador, see
That means stop biting my shit
That means start writing your shit
I'm the rap kid but you fear that the spear
That's fought a fathered harbors hopes
Rich rappers might catch a dollar conquering hosts
That the bitch that they get with doesn't switch approach
To the sickness leave you witlessly buying
Erotes and rings and things of that nature
Shit, all you hear is rings, this bitch packs pagers
To get that paper, she'll find details to sell
Stealth Fidel is hell, looks like a dictator
Type of chick that'll get your car stolen
Raw toil, she might get up in that ass like shark oil then
Again I can see what you thought was a far blow
But you can't trust those with hearts like charcoal
Nothing prepared a punk
But when I put him in the boat, it was a LeBaron trunk
I connect for the very best sounding set
Now I'm rocking your truth right around my neck
That means stop biting my shit
That means start writing your shit, kid
Written by: Roland Pemberton
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