WOODY ROC lyrics : "SAINTS IN PARIS"
Yo, Welcome to the show
I'm Woody ROC and I'm about to blow
I'm a kick this free verse,
Ya'll can hear my flow
I'm a spit this real quick,
So ya'll can help me go pro!
Verse:
I'mma merc this beat like Kano
Burn this %#@! up like I was from WACO
Drop it hard on this song
Powerbomb all day long
Compliments of Captain Insano
This %#@! ain't funny like Letterman or Leno
Mold this game at my will like Play-Do
I sit here and pray fo'
A chance to redeem myself fo' Opening that Mayo
The music game tho is my drug
And I'm so $#&@ing addicted
There's no way I can say no
Spend everything I have all of my payroll
One day I'll be in charge
Like my name was Scotty Baio
If you doubt me I'll give you the Kiss of Death
Like Pacino did to Fredo
Except I'm not I-talian,
I'm a polish stallion with a bit of Mexic-a-no
Does that mean my wage goes
From benjimenos to paying mutha$#&@in' pesos
No way bro! yo quiero mucho dinero
If your listening to this,
Then you just hit the jackpot (*##$,
And the mutha$#&@ing pay load!
Did I make you jump higher
Than the Master Chief in that game called Halo?
Slaying emcee's that come at me
Killstreak Invincible in this game mode
I'll eat any emcee dangling in front of me
Like a shark, Mako
My flow has such an affordable taste,
I should be sponsored by Faygo.
Pre-Verse:
Woody ROC, that's me
You're shocked, can't believe
Jaw dropped, just breathe
Hip hop, is my weed
Smoke up feel the buzz, cause that %#@! crazy
Toke up no fuzz, cause that %#@! crazy
Verse:
I'm back on the track,
Hooked on this beat like crack,
Cause this %#@! crazy
Won't slack that's a fact,
I'll attack this %#@!
Like it's threatening my baby
Not da' mama like Dinosaurs
I'mma hungry papa trying to get my paws
On a little itty bit of that %#@!
That the biz keeps blocked up,
Locked up behind bars!
I'm talking fame, when it comes the game,
The industry's a farce!
The world is ready for a drink of real hip hop,
Their so damn parched!
We're forced to eat expired beats,
From the industry's lunch truck
If another %#@! emcee gets hired,
By some dumb luck
I'll scream at the top of my lungs
Til I retire, What the $#&@!
I'm a fresh bike tire,
Ready for the ride of my life,
I'm so pumped up!
Patiently waiting
For just the right moment to blow this scene
Pretty soon everyone will wanna be like me
The next big thing!
All over the interweb,
Like planking or those other memes
It seems, every day that passes
It keeps slipping from my reach
I'm mastering the delivery of my words,
Like the Kings Speech
So I can save the world from catastrophe,
Like Mario saving Peach
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