SMTH - Last Straw lyrics

rate me

Aha, aha, aha

Now what y'all wanna do?

Wanna be, centamese smitty coley on the…

Grinding all week, same shit on the weekend

If life is a pool, then I'm jumping off the deep end.

Peep my back stroke, hit it till her back broke

She gave me head lock, make that kitty cat choke.

Shawty I'm the man, more dapper then them

Say my name twice like Duran Duran.

That’s the law of the land, got the road through my hands

Tony Montana, no coke, just rhyming grammar.

Dodging the slammer, they say I'm guilty by my skin tone

But I’ve never been to jail, yeah I’ve been home.

Non-authentic, I’ve been closed,

No maid lays a plate, play kid I’ve been grown.

Now let me demonstrate, I’ve never been afraid,

Man, you’re fucking with a renegade.

I'm eons beyond whatever you rather be on

Smoother than Billy D, yeah I’m cooler than Freon

I’m major, these perpetrators are about to get exposed

Gotta… and know what this is, is the rhythm to my soul.

Let them know please somebody let them know,

You going against the brain, boo that’s the wrong way to go

I’m to legit to quit,

We ain't moving on the same route with my units in the mix

I, wear you better stay out

Anny issue my riders will come and get you

My clique is official, they never tickle

They breaking bone bristles

I hear a lot of talking when I turn my back

But when I turn around, they.. they don’t say Jack.

You better just lay flat, we don’t ask we just take that

Know some killers that will kill you for eight stacks

Mentality of a runaway salve,

We’re alive, but we digging our own grave.

I said hats off and let this be the last straw

I'm sick and tired of having to sneak in through the back door

Scratch that I'm sick of tired of being a sick and tired

How you not going to give me mine, every time I rip a line?

I haven't seen the limelight, in a right mind

Rappers base their careers off of white lies

A ghost writer is been lucky,

Is so nice any every time he spits a line there's no concept.

You’re not sick, you're looking for a day off

And I'm losing sight of the game, call me Ray Charles

Got me thinking, I should try to go awol

And randomly slide into first, so let’s play ball!

I stand ready with a Louisville slugger

And a great amount of courage that few can still muster.

Cause I'm nice, and I was forced to shine

Grab your aviator shades keep your pupils still covered!

People still love it, cause I'm showing differences

The difference is when it spit I'm actually making sense.

Stay synonymous to syllabic lyricists

Looking for radio play and their making hits.

Nonconformity what all of you conforming to

Your fan base is screaming death of the auto tune.

I would form crowds, if I was inaudible

And rap losing out, so I chose to applaud the few.

Who stay part of it, didn't become narcissists

That beef about cars, whips and is efficient arguments

I order these celebrities who are pouring Cristal

And probably get their lines from a starter, get their...

Super heroes with drape capes and face paints

Putting stars getting checked, fake bapes

Grab your AK's, we're looking for some weight slaves

When we drop we bring the dynamite, JJ!

I been here to provide them facts

But you like sing-a-longs and campfire raps.

The difference between you and I is that

I can rap and I don't brag about designer bags

Besides the fact that these guys are whack

It took me fifteen minutes just to write this track.

Tell me how you liking that, bitch?