Denver (feat. Grim Reefer, Adrian, Alteristic, Scellon, Jack Wavy & Taxicab)

Brizzi, you're crazy for this one I've got many moons spent making music for the masses Got my Masters, mastered mashing up the groove with fervent rap It's a disaster watching Cabbage Patcher rappers chase their apples And I'm passionately smashing party poopers on the capture It's a rapture, B. Boyd, introducing Denver to the scene I spit it clean, your rap still sounds like it just came from the latrine No, I'm not mean, I'm just honest and I'm saying what I'm seeing I'm not lying, like my name is Washington I'm meaning George I'm seizing your ears, you're Weasley George Sick of measly rappers stealing beats and chords I'll eat your gourds I know that free is all you can afford, but I'm seeking more I'll steal the keys to the accord I'm storming the castle I'm more than a boring tassel I tell a story and get it gory, tearing through your fascia Sick of all of the hassle, I've got a wife to bedazzle I've been anointed, B. Boyd We're Denver's new vassals Everybody talk smack now Churn rap out from these whack towns Say they're playing a packed house Let's crack down No time to back down We'll smack down Any who act out Mile High is where it's at now I've been working on my grind now No more wasting all my time now Because the future belongs to those who take it Belongs to those who make it Belongs to those who believe in themselves And I'm almost there And I love this feeling that I'm chasing Yeah, this feeling that I'm chasing OK yo got me feeling ready to tap out Because every time now, I'm yelling man down No tit for tat with the zany old cats That preach opinion as facts Who kick the best raps way back "Oh wassup, golden era was a better!" Cap Well, look at that Another one hat, one trick pony with some records That they really want to show me I know homie, same speech from the last time we spoke We covered this, how you thought back then was it Though you skip the deep cuts and only listen to hits Haven't spun a new joint since 2006 And ever since, you've been the same bag of tricks Always, "Hey, I want to tell you something Well, you don't get it, youngin' You wasn't there to hear exactly what we was bumping" I know I wasn't, and I never claimed I was Can we please move on (yeah, yeah) I mean, you're killing my buzz (Scellon in this oh) Stupid boy, don't be a dummy Keep it green in my pocket more than Colorado ever seen Put it on trees, smoke it till my lungs bleed Call the doctor, I am the disease That's more than ill Word is bond, being trill Roll the block, keep it spinning like Asa Grills Wide got me leaning to the side Call me six four Picking up bags, that's a 10-4 Born with scarlet letters, numerous of them She coming with me, make them hips move She show out every time Now we working till the sun come up I ain't never done No, we working some I've been working on my grind now No more wasting all my time now Cause the future belongs to those who take it Belongs to those who make it Belongs to those who believe in themselves (Wavy, check) And I'm almost there (ay) And I love this feeling that I'm chasing Yeah, this feeling that I'm chasing (Wavy, Wavy, ay) Been cooking like my ladle's in the stew Ladles in the stew? Homie, it get ate up in the stew I be layed up in the stu' I be late up in the stu' And the way my music played I get laid up in the stew I'm in the stu' so much Now they're paying me to move The Stewart late night start like Letterman '82 Jack Wavy in the stu' Let him in making moves You make a million a minute I make a million in two Invest in myself The press, they getting news Smoke darts like I'm Albert Camus Smart animal, out of the zoo Always go too far That's where you'll find the truth (Dang, Wavy, where you been?) I've been in Vegas with the A-list Venetian and Bellagio, they got me on the playlist I'm even in the Papadeaux Lobster claws, cop a lot of those Winning like the lotto goes Veins are froze Colder than a freon blast I can see my vision clearly like it's beyond glass, spaz (you must have) Put your hands up, cause you hailed a Taxicab Hold on to your fanny packs I'm asking that you mask your manic madness And be happy that you have the capacity to listen to lyrics And absorb them like a Maxi Pad While I unravel a master plan I've had it with the rap scene Being exclusively from New Orleans, Philly, Los Angeles, and New York City Give me a break The place is built around Hollywood and Broadway Telling me that the rap is real The industry is all fake And you can thank Atlanta and Chicago for Kanye Who's bringing back the Holocaust And I've always been skeptical of Texas, Dallas, and San Antonio I'll say, and as you know, I'd hate on San Francisco all day I'm taking it back to the wild west Where the winter's cold and the wind is fresh And the elevation thins more blood than Aspirin does as medication Pray for the laymen Can't tell the capital apart from Union Station Aim for Vail, true vacation Denver's future's music making, uh Out west in the great plains Where great brains keep records spinning Like we're playing with Beyblades The mainstays and all the naysays We waylay Dropping these tracks from the highest elevated state Out west in the great plains Where great danes keep on barking Like we're spraying with AKs We painstakingly make way for our heydays Coming through heavy and fast Up on the track just like a freight train Everybody talk smack now Churn rap out from these whack towns Say they're playing a packed house Let's crack down No time to back down We'll smack down Any who act out Mile High is where it's at now Everybody talk smack now Churn rap out from these whack towns Say they're playing a packed house Let's crack down No time to back down We'll smack down Any who act out Mile High is where it's at now This feeling that I'm chasing That I'm chasing Yeah, yeah This feeling that I'm chasing