Donny Goines What U Expected текст песни, слова песни What U Expected Donny Goines
Donny Goines - What U Expected
I'm not underground and far from a hipster
I don't backpack, my bars like a mixture
Of old schcool on the pro tools throwing my fists up
I'm revoluntary - but ya'll rappers mixed up
And don't confuse with those, cause I am looney with flows
'In-sane when I screw in these bolts
Raps Frankinstien, I had change ta Hyde
Yes I'm monster, my frame of mind
-Is unlike you others who utter friviolus bars
Dancing on stage to those ridicouls songs
But the people got me, so they won't listen ta ya'll
Now let me tell you fukers - what the differecnes are
For one my flows sick, but yours in good health
My records and selling out, while others on wood shelves
I ghostwrite for artists, your someone I could help
What the fuck you expected, let the hook tell
[Verse 2:]
I'm on fire, ya'll niggas are warming up
It's time ta put em outta of business, board em up
You think you know a bette rapper, then call em up
And I'm make sure you feel stupid you brought it up
Cause weak artists are no match, they sub par
Fuck ya'll, back in the days I woulda snuffed ya'll
And these rappers are always spitting those tough bars
But who the fuck really believe, this punks hard
Nobody in right mind, you sniffin on white lines
If you think fuckin with my ryhmes
Outta this world, my music's in sci-fi
And I will be a legend but for you it's bye-bye
Say Adios, au revior
And if you think I'm bullshitting let's go bar for bar
The bottomline is, ya'll are barred
What the fuck you expected, my songs are hard
[Verse 3:]
With Goines on microphone and Static on the beat
Ya'll know it's a problem, when rapping I'm a beast
The song are obsurd, when they tracking what I speak
You can hear Frahakhan, yes I pratice what I preach
So they priase the God, a cult following
People think I'm wise when I rhyme, quote Solomon
The pope honors him- Verbal Vacitin
Sometimes it's over head for the public ta Fathom it
So I drop the I.Q, I.E
Dumb it down, I am no Lupe when I scribe these
The labels narrowed your vision like eyes of chinese
So I choose my words carefully whenever I speak
Cause the media can you make you look foolish
So I keep my constraints, but I'm able ta lose it
And what I bring to the table is proven
What the fuck you expected, be gratful it's music
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