r/e & jon witte ready, aim, fire (feat. twista) şarkı sözleri

I'm blowin' up like ready, aim, fire We blowin' up like ready, aim, fire Haters can get on the floor How I'm flowin' is like open heart surgery, you can never murder me While I'm currently checkin' and recollectin', the way I was workin' records and steppin No second guessin', and still collect the currency See the way I'm actin' is I can really amaze and, I done put days into my profession Aggression in my ability to handle it is how I can channel and use it to my advantage And make it work for me I do what I like, see what I like, no media hype, me with a mic Meteorite, fluid and wild, new with the style, of you as a child, Pedialyte I am a shooter, go through your medulla, If you want a ruler, then I'ma be the lion, down I am never lyin' down, I can break a giant down to a medium height, with immediate strength Now that I'm popular with the poppers, haters be watchin' us with binoculars I could just hear them all cryin' when they see how I rhyme In my prime and transform like Optimus, I only do it because I'm great Flowin', I be killin' in the paint, Let them know they can't stop us Tracks and beats is all knockers, Tailor for the Midwest monster Worldwide chopper, Twista They're too comfortable with the hatin' and they can't really tell me what for And in a world where everybody thinks that their take is the greatest, we don't really care what they for I'm just sayin' those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind anymore I'm blowin' up like ready, aim, fire, we blowin' up like ready, aim, fire Haters can get on the floor Bet you didn't think that we could do it like this Witte and R/E on a track with the Twist, I'ma go ahead and shoot that shot, don't miss All about that work, don't need a genie or a wish Every now and then I gotta feed my ego, keep it 100 everywhere that we go Try to stay cool so I keep the heat low, always automatic, you can call it a free throw And it's evident, that I've been ejected with a boost of adrenaline Administering wack rap medicine, when I'm on, you can say I'm in my element If I pass my prime, I'ma still go hard, runnin' back in the hole I'ma get more yards, then I run the enterprise like Captain Picard Put it all on the line like I got no guard, chop up the beef, grill it up, hibachi Betting the under on me is costly, carry a big stick, but I'm speaking softly So listen up close, make sure you copy, I can only be me, you can only be you You can't control me, I'ma do what I do, better knock on wood like I am Groot Got em' all on the edge, like I got em' all spooked They're too comfortable with the hatin' and they can't really tell me what for And in a world where everybody thinks that their take is the greatest, we don't really care what they for I'm just sayin' those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind anymore I'm blowin' up like ready, aim, fire, we blowin' up like ready, aim, fire Haters can get on the floor Lately, I haven't been making, little looney tunes like this But I still can kill with an anvil, and produce landmines that dismantle at will While your rhymes fill a landfill That's a lot of ill suffixes to reference to bereft that my stuff exists I got a lot of lines Left in a time of Republicans I do what I want, I say what I want, I play what I want, I made a lane for it Like two hundred knots, I'm tighter than not, with Witte and now, another name scored Twista The end of my leave is ready, mouth is swingin' machete's So heavy when they see the bench is empty Unbeatable soul, no needle could sew, or even impose, a single threat against me Look now, there's a fine line between you and I One does, while the other one tries, one of us is the one, while the other one lies One release, surprise, defeats doubts, that's why there's No comparison, just a lot of puppets Mr. Garrison I'ma trust in couplets, less embarrassin' me, no ventriloquy, is needed Cause if I throw my voice, I'm takin' credit while you just envy They're too comfortable with the hatin' and they can't really tell me what for And in a world where everybody thinks that their take is the greatest, we don't really care what they for I'm just sayin' those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind anymore I'm blowin' up like ready, aim, fire, we blowin' up like ready, aim, fire Haters can get on the floor
Sanatçı: R/E & Jon Witte
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
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Şarkı Süresi: 4:06
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