Chin Injeti - Peoples 1 lyrics

rate me

Fish by the millions die, birds fallin from the sky

When you observe, it's hard to kick words just to sound fly

But I digress, so don't stress

The best yes, I suggest

We should just, try out best

And let, nature, do the rest

But mother nature got her hands full

When trynna raise the whole man kind

Boy, what a damn fool

It's gettin hot, and I'm just trynna stay cool

Like the fonze in deep cryogenic sleep that's how I do

I'm too ultra ultra

For these trends of culture

Like these snakes and vultures

They always approach him

So I decided to start my own shit just like Oprah

And now lookey lookey kick my feet up on the sofa

I aint with that stereotypical shit

Coz typically, on the stereo

It all sounds bitch

And honestly a lot of rappers must really feel sick

From the, centrifugal force of always riding my dick

Jesus-

Yall worse than basketball wives

A bunch of bitches your life depend on other niggas lives

The stakes is high

Even way way way more higher

So now I'm glad to end pailin (impale in) hip hop attire

But never writing just reciting what the truth bring me

I'm John Wilkes booth in the booth blowin brains baby

SHAD

Loser, loser, like an educated toofer

Baby, forget babies I'm the future

Got a fox like rupert

Murdoch, you sir, should come by the spot

Me and the girls playing yuker

Cocky when the tricks like trig get off me

Lil fresh air man, I spit like a fall breeze

I'm cool as palm tree,

Always in school, I hallway pass on the prom queens

Like "ehhh"

I like a girl in mom jeans

Strong and sweet

Basically she's got my mom's genes

My rappins like Chomsky if he acted like Tom Green

Black in the white world, opposite of Jon bB

Farm team starve but the majors wont call him

Coz far from a puppet he is what you call a problem

Me and a mic, is like ruker park austin with a spalding

Cauldron like flow straight scoulding