Ethan Bence - Shook Ones lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Whaddup, ass whipes, slick talkin' these sounds twice

Me? I'll sip a slick of scotch, get yo old bagpipe

It's unbelievable, 60 volts will get yo digit sluts

Licked an arse, kissed my butt, finished with a titty fuck

And while I'm targeting the old hayes, and with the future flow

Like agent Sloang cornbread

With the human flow, the type o' shit that you don't know

My suggestion is keep it fake like the Truman Show

Yeah, I got the type of confidence that compliments

Concrete conflict comin' ova accomplishments

When I'm droppin' shit and you're standin' on the opposite

Me say you flow like Kevin, it's not a compliment

I'm the best in this region, respected by allegiance

Any disagreement, see reception, ask for Cheeses

On second thought, you betta shred that shit up inna pieces

Cuz all yo fair beliefs are just reflected in my speeches

Yeah, and while I'm pokin' though yo set

I'm reachin' through these speakers till I'm chockin' on yo neck

Here's a coke, yeah, I kid the comparisons to the kid

Like Heroin, and Cody and Lil Wayne to Big

Pardon the interruption, prepare for destruction

Barkin' at yo buses, I'm high without a substance

I guess there's a similarity, what's scary is

Your lack of substances is the only way that you compare to me

I say it without answers, I'm the back of the book

Your crew's sweet as juice sung cuz ya know they're shook

You're a quarter way crook, yo dimes' askin' fo change

You're talkin' poppin' Glocks when ya wouldn't shoot a Luke, bruh

Yeah, yo, you think this shit is crazy?!

You talkin' to the kid who wear a bounty on his head

Called the cops and blew my face off and told the pigs to pay me

Ecstatic, feelin' the base is fantastic

Say Grace, you go on days in stray jackets

Automatically ill, I spit static

No-one us having a girlfriend, it's tragic

Practically improbable, statistically impossible

Aye, B, ya see me, ya betta check yo opticle

Look, yo, I'll give you a second to catch that

So everybody wanna rap now

I'm buyin' Michael Hammonds on the sound

You are crap now

You seem so outta place, you standin' in the background

We all lookin' in, that's why you feelin' trapped out

But best believe that's not a diss

If it was, you'd be coughin' blood out and shittin' piss

The evidence is prevalent, I'll resurrect you, irrelevant

Yo flow is hot as hell but the content is emicent