[Verse]
Milk in a glass, half awake and breathing heavily
Power knocked out and that made my breathing heavy, see
I’m easily frightened after I saw a tree letting free
Falling through a power line, that was not so heavenly
Scraping my leg climbing treacherous mountains
You stuck out the bottom drinking out a fountain
I don’t have no air and my speech is slurred
While you’re talking about, saying three-million words
I don’t care about whatever you heard
Your story means as much as a chirping bird
Man, this song really has to hurt
‘Cause after this song, I’mma be burnt
Keep complaining, my guy, I don’t wanna hear a word
‘Cause at the end of the day you still a damn nerd
Everyone you know thinks you’re pretty absurd
A friend or an enemy, for you that line is blurred
That’s it for this take, I’m getting pretty tired
Rapping over Evo prod, bro, that’s fire
Say we bad, well I’mma call you a liar
2008, this the end of your wire
Think they know rap but they ain’t catch the vibe
Boutta pick this up, pick it into full drive
I’m sick of waiting your, wasting your time
So if you hate this, cut your headphone line, uh!
I’m so close to going in beast mode
Picking up a headphone and shove it in your earlobe
To everyone’s ear, “Wait you can’t hear though?”
Gotta set the vibe, gotta set the vibe
Excuses, excuses
‘Cause they too boring to see me go, see me lose it
Up next, put up with it or you damn, damn stupid
I’m ‘bout to shatter on the scene like a rock through your window
Putting up with rappers who do not know their lingo
Is like putting up with Anti-K Dot, no bingo
But whatever, I’m a star, no Ringo
Kinda weird I listen to Yo Mismo
‘Cause when I pull up they scatter, get up and get home
I’m the goat it’s undisputed
You’re up at top then stuff gets ruined
I’m up at top then nun’ gets ruined
It’s Torrance in your institution
Eat an orange and then go lose it
Toe stubbed on the door hinge but eh, screw it
Was in the dark now attracted to the light like a moth
You still need a night light and I sleep with my lacoste on
Took a Lotus beat and flipped it as my own
With this album you know it’s climbing to the throne
So Jay and Ye better watch the gold
Right now I’m just okay, in a couple years I’mma fit their mold
In front of a mic sitting down, my message I’mma get it out
I’m just spitting now, just spewing of the top they think that I was tripping out
Ayo, I’mma hop on the track with a metaphorical Glock on my back
I came here to kill the beat, big opp pack, your raps are material where I laugh
You got no redeeming quality, you just a rat, if you think I’m bad you’re off of that
You look up to me, yeah, stop speaking cap, after this LP, stay with boom bap
Change up the scheme like I’m a DJ
At some concerts, they wanna see me
In real life, they wanna be me
Nah, that’s cringe, I’m leaving
Y’all all are dead, in the past
And I ain’t need to put on a cast
All my opps hit with a blast
You don’t care, but have I asked
Hopping on another Lotus beat
All my haters don’t even compare to me
Y’all are falling off like a rotten tree
Isn’t that just a treat, so sweet
Up top, yeah, that’s where it’s at
You at the bottom ‘cause you’re a damn brat
You ain’t do nothing, you just fly around like a bat
You look up to me, you better remember that
Hopping out the coupe, it’s red
Bumping some Lotus, you’re dead!
I’m a mattress, you’re just a bedspread
Milk in a glass, half awake and breathing heavily
Power knocked out and that made my breathing heavy, see
I’m easily frightened after I saw a tree letting free
Falling through a power line, that was not so heavenly
Scraping my leg climbing treacherous mountains
You stuck out the bottom drinking out a fountain
I don’t have no air and my speech is slurred
While you’re talking about, saying three-million words
I don’t care about whatever you heard
Your story means as much as a chirping bird
Man, this song really has to hurt
‘Cause after this song, I’mma be burnt
Keep complaining, my guy, I don’t wanna hear a word
‘Cause at the end of the day you still a damn nerd
Everyone you know thinks you’re pretty absurd
A friend or an enemy, for you that line is blurred
That’s it for this take, I’m getting pretty tired
Rapping over Evo prod, bro, that’s fire
Say we bad, well I’mma call you a liar
2008, this the end of your wire
Think they know rap but they ain’t catch the vibe
Boutta pick this up, pick it into full drive
I’m sick of waiting your, wasting your time
So if you hate this, cut your headphone line, uh!
I’m so close to going in beast mode
Picking up a headphone and shove it in your earlobe
To everyone’s ear, “Wait you can’t hear though?”
Gotta set the vibe, gotta set the vibe
Excuses, excuses
‘Cause they too boring to see me go, see me lose it
Up next, put up with it or you damn, damn stupid
I’m ‘bout to shatter on the scene like a rock through your window
Putting up with rappers who do not know their lingo
Is like putting up with Anti-K Dot, no bingo
But whatever, I’m a star, no Ringo
Kinda weird I listen to Yo Mismo
‘Cause when I pull up they scatter, get up and get home
I’m the goat it’s undisputed
You’re up at top then stuff gets ruined
I’m up at top then nun’ gets ruined
It’s Torrance in your institution
Eat an orange and then go lose it
Toe stubbed on the door hinge but eh, screw it
Was in the dark now attracted to the light like a moth
You still need a night light and I sleep with my lacoste on
Took a Lotus beat and flipped it as my own
With this album you know it’s climbing to the throne
So Jay and Ye better watch the gold
Right now I’m just okay, in a couple years I’mma fit their mold
In front of a mic sitting down, my message I’mma get it out
I’m just spitting now, just spewing of the top they think that I was tripping out
Ayo, I’mma hop on the track with a metaphorical Glock on my back
I came here to kill the beat, big opp pack, your raps are material where I laugh
You got no redeeming quality, you just a rat, if you think I’m bad you’re off of that
You look up to me, yeah, stop speaking cap, after this LP, stay with boom bap
Change up the scheme like I’m a DJ
At some concerts, they wanna see me
In real life, they wanna be me
Nah, that’s cringe, I’m leaving
Y’all all are dead, in the past
And I ain’t need to put on a cast
All my opps hit with a blast
You don’t care, but have I asked
Hopping on another Lotus beat
All my haters don’t even compare to me
Y’all are falling off like a rotten tree
Isn’t that just a treat, so sweet
Up top, yeah, that’s where it’s at
You at the bottom ‘cause you’re a damn brat
You ain’t do nothing, you just fly around like a bat
You look up to me, you better remember that
Hopping out the coupe, it’s red
Bumping some Lotus, you’re dead!
I’m a mattress, you’re just a bedspread
( TV Torrance )
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