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hyprophone - simple lyrics

seriously, you’re a pro, bro
you’re the pro, bro
yeah, yo

[verse 1: illmaculate]
i planted shots, spittin’ nasty rhymes just to pass the time
when it comes to battles, i’m a motherf*ckin’ mastermind
see, if i lose, it was just because
i don’t want you to get sick of me winning and start to root for the underdog
i’m rockin’ these beats phenomenally
honestly, god has sent me to replace the common mc
so with everybody out there, don’t drop your cd
these n*ggas are all the obsolete rеcall models of me
and don’t confuse thе obvious with rude c*ckiness
i’m just a modest kid that uses talkin’ sh*t that boosts his confidence
so leave it or love it, we can discuss it
the whole you speak from humongous, and i’m a teacher to shut it
so goodnight to these overhyped socialites
you know the type that’s known to bite and pr*ne to clone the foes, alright
my goal in life is to put so many souls on ice
so when i hold the mic, poltergeists are always close in sight

[chorus: simple]
you’re like the paint used to make a piece of art
the starter pistol used to tell the horses to run
you’re like a bench at the bus stop
a rag to clean the dust off the sign for the crosswalk that people ignore
a machine, no dreams, only stapling seams
just a tool used to deconstruct and only destroy
you’re a pet with no choice, only using your voice
i’ve never heard a parrot make such a beautiful noise
[verse 2: onlyone]
only one is rob, i am one with god
my lungs can’t stop till i’ve done my job
instill this realness, you can see it in my eyes
i frequently speak the truth, the reason i’m fly
i frequently speak the truth, even when i lie
my allegiance lies with the sandpeeps until i die
believe it, your music sucks, it’s no secret
is that your cd? it’s stupid, f*ck, you can keep it
don’t be keyed, there’s no g as dope as me
only b as dope as odb when he od’d
as dope as coca leaves blow boats of keys
and snow ozs grown overseas
chosen, rose to be known only in the states
not signing only? that was sony’s mistake
if homie don’t know only as napoleon the great
i’m the axe, moby, time to slap homie in his face

[chorus: simple]
you’re like the paint used to make a piece of art
the starter pistol used to tell the horses to run
you’re like a bench at the bus stop
a rag to clean the dust off the sign for the crosswalk that people ignore
a machine, no dreams, only stapling seams
just a tool used to deconstruct and only destroy
you’re a pet with no choice, only using your voice
i’ve never heard a parrot make such a beautiful noise
[verse 3: simple]
yo, i ain’t the same as you p*ssies
i’m like a new type of feline
no a to b pass, this a new type of beeline
you’re behind the tee, i’m the design
i’ll remind you of the ships of e.t. steady landing on the sea line
east to northwest, b.c. to cortez
mc looked at me like i’m a help him cheat on the test
if you don’t know, then goddammit you never will
it’s a sk!ll that you can learn, but to earn it you will
have to exercise, stretch your mind around a concept
this ain’t a contest, but if it was you’d lose it to a nom
that i should hold doors instead of mics and let you b*tches pass through
when the cookie crumbles, make a crack, i have to smash you
i’ll act too, i won’t pretend i don’t have flaws
in return you f*ckers must admit you don’t have b*lls
don’t turn your head and cough, n0body’s feeling your sh*t
if they are, it’s probably really just the tip of the d*ck

- simple lyrics

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