Locksmith - Sure As Can Be lyrics
rate meft. Chris Webby
You see, more weby gotta get it
I’mma leave your body twist it
With this punch line
So fuck her hard, they ask it ‘fore I keep it in
Or we stayin’ drunk, see me in the lobby sippin’
Block it up like I sharin’ drinks
We build and cause this bitches
The way I’m stepped gotta be God’s gift
White boy with a light skin
Bitch call me John Smith
Little fat chick, just thinkin’ drop trip
Gotta chest all that bill, I pass in on lock, Smith
Middle finger to the sky til my arms tighter
You think my time is make to flip the way I talk flyin’
Say they peddy and wave me, all liars
I ain’t goin’ nowhere like Bob Wire on your car tickes
Breakin’ anxiety medication and we have it baken in central station
Until my body is levitatin’
Killin’ with the stars in 2 ways but fuckin’ explanation
But fuckin’ with the ball as I get this demonstration
(Hook x 2)
Tell me what it is, that it ain’t gonna be
Tell me y’all hate but you ain’t on me
Nothin’ will change, I’m the same old me
You don’t feel the same and it’s shame on me
(Verse)
Ok, somewhere I hustle their music and hush some lyrics
Other rappers do music just to fuck bitches
Some rappers way from a hot meetin’ and topic
Act like they give a fuck, then write songs so they can profit
Off its but it’s off to precede, it’s bein’ conscious
But it’s nothin’ more but a exurb of profit, their pockets stop it
Pussy rap and you like it, your label testifies
You say they it’s rappin’, I say it’s like king of exercise
The nervier it’s like motherfuckers
They even hate us, they speak and start some wars
And with decent mothers, they claim their mothers
We discover more of that artist
We discover __________(?)
Instead of lettin’ us, we let me music doin’ for us
Ignore it so we start to catch
Either or not my arms reflex me,
Duce pretendin’ they pented, they pented I, when they start to pich me
The part that flex me, others mark will shot and bless me
Either you retire and _____(?) just suffer an narcolepsy
(Hook x 2)
