Deebo - Ocean Wisdom

Deebo - Ocean Wisdom

Альбом
Wizville
Год
2018
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
260240

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Letra da música " Deebo "

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Deebo

Ocean Wisdom

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Brighton’s Deebo

Y’all know about me though

Concentrate on aikido

You’re still getting hit with this knee though

Fuck a bat, I don’t need though

Okay yeah I do

Man holla me like «where are you?»

Ca' on their own, they can’t see dough

I know, my drawer and that’s rhino

I ain’t trying to buy rhino

That’s some 2009-o

Me I’m looking at the cally packing and see the wacky pattern on the side bro

Break something for my aki, ca' he said he’s happy patterning the drive home

Drive home and we shh shh

Skrr shh shh

Skrr, hn hn

Trying to switch gear, shit you doin'?

Cheeky prick — duh — let’s disappear

Ca' man are not into all that

I got minimal privilege with all they man, they don’t like me

Said they probably finna pull man on that high street

That’s where they find me

Similar rhyme scheme, different swag

Them boy there aren’t gonna buy that

If I try tell them that it’s not bag

I got mandem getting all sidetracked

Come with that rhyme chat cuz of that gas

Us man, they can’t buy that

See if you’re hype that ting

Right if you’re in the can

Don’t make no sense or dough

Know don’t own pence nor pence no ho

Wonder why they wanna chat boss

When they don’t pay rent and they don’t own home

O Kiddi K could he woah could he cope with flow

Culd he cope with the way that I mastered the boat?

You some likkle man on this shit

Don’t try telling man where it goes (Wait)

Pick up a pen and a pad, or pick up a brick

Better be quick

Mandem are doing their rounds, they talking that shit

Are you a div?

They speaking your name, they should be respec’ing your name

I finna hop on a plane and fly to the States

And look em all dead in the face, like

Why they all bricking the chain?

The baton was passed, and everyone everywhere grabbing it

Other than you man are panicking

You couldn’t fathom me rapping better than half of them man you consider high

calibre

Oh Kiddi K could he come with the plan

And come batter some hundred of militant man

In a minuscule minute, I manifest stamina

Energy needed to defeat a challenger

Woah

Look at the flow

Killer for sure

Do it with brawler man not getting involved

I’m in the know

Didn’t you know?

All of my stock is expected to grow

Give him a kick, kick in the nose

Tip of the nose to the tip of the toe

Look at the flick of the whipping and know

Look at the Wiz

Spitting it well

I’m in the zone

I’m on a roll

All of my knowledge expected to swell

Couldn’t you tell?

I’m on a rail

I been grinding but they wish that I failed

Was it a fail?

Look at the fall

I don’t rate none of them man, not at all

Was it a tooling that I never fall?

Luckily pussy is not really rule

Not really known

I’m in the zone

Look at the intricacy of the poem

Calculate all of the options I had when I added the syllabic pattern I’m flowing

You a Boeing?

Or a plane?

Some plain Jane in this game

What chicken nuggets, what again?

That’s the fourth time this day

That’s Cineworld with your girl

That’s bowling with your bae

That’s Nandos on her birthday

Some basic kind of braze

Wait

Let me recalibrate

Hey

Every day another race

Wait

Why they wanna watch a face in front of me?

I’m seeing lots of empty spaces

Gotta be a hyperbolic kind of capsule

When I close my eyes and think of what to say

It’s kind of like I’m keeping time and then I open them and do it even better

on the stage

Minimum wage, fuck out my face

Not when there’s billionaires in the place

Not when there’s man that are spending what you earn in twenty five years in

less than a day

Are you a mug?

Give me the papes

I need a yacht

I need a rave

I need a clock

I’m running late

I wanna cop whatever I rate

I’m on the top

Look at the space

Me and my mates are getting the papes

More fickle the fassy, fickler the fade

And trickier the rapper, the sicker the spray

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

Deebo, Deebo, Deebo, Deebo

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