Donny Goines lyrics : "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 !@*@ers - 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 $#&@ you expected, let the hook tell
[Verse 2:]
I'm on fire, ya'll ^!$$%s 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
$#&@ ya'll, back in the days I woulda snuffed ya'll
And these rappers are always spitting those tough bars
But who the $#&@ really believe, this punks hard
Nobody in right mind, you sniffin on white lines
If you think $#&@in 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 bull%#@!ting let's go bar for bar
The bottomline is, ya'll are barred
What the $#&@ 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 $#&@ you expected, be gratful it's music
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