Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Set It Straight, artist - Commodo. Album song How What Time, in the genre ЭлектроникаDate of issue: 03.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Acre
Song language: English
Set It Straight |
| Yo, fuck living life by the rules |
| Been this way since primary school |
| I don’t wanna be like everybody sitting on the fence |
| I’d rather go ahead and go and climb the walls |
| I might fall, anna nuttin', I’ll be back in a second |
| Taught myself to never give in, that’s a valuable lesson |
| Taking off, I don’t give a fuck if the capital let us |
| I’m the big bad FOE, that’s in capital letters |
| You better know, any challenge, I handle it, no pressure |
| In any weather, I keep it under wraps |
| Wanna step against the foe but you know |
| That there’s no coming back, don’t |
| Overreact, tryna oppose my magnus opus |
| Tryna judge my talent like you’re Amanda Holden |
| My shit can’t be measured by whips and chains |
| I ain’t no industry slave |
| I ain’t curving the game, nah, I set it straight |
| I scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| I ain’t curving the game, nah, I set it straight |
| I scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Yo, I drop lyrics upon lyrics and spitters don’t want it |
| Have 'em dropping by the dozen, put 'em into the coffin |
| Lyrics are vibrations with a bee in my bonnet |
| Niggas is plotting but duck out when they see that I’m on it |
| I’m dropping bombs, you know me |
| Running with the game while you stay coyote |
| New God Flow got 'em praising, holy |
| Dealing with the force, Obi Wan Kenobi, but I do things lowkey |
| So I move Shinobi, I’m swift |
| Can’t reach my level, can’t close up that rift |
| Talking 'bout money and all of that shit |
| But it’s nothing to a man if I call her, that shit |
| Young L from the south side, gotta know I’m about mine |
| Without the pound sign |
| Brudda, I’m downright ill, I outline the skill |
| Setting things straight on a real |
| I ain’t curving the game, nah, I set it straight |
| I scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| I ain’t curving the game, nah, I set it straight |
| I scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Spitters don’t like it when I’m about |
| Cause I go in when the lyrics still coming out |
| Drop jewels on the mic, don’t care about the crown |
| Scratching the surface and I’m tearing the game down |
| Like whoa, it’s the thirteenth beef in the pile |
| Don’t get caught slipping, brudda, I’mma pounce |
| On the beat and demolish anything that’s in my sight |
| Keep thinking you’re safe, it doesn’t mean you’re right (no, no) |
| When I grip the mic, I’m spitting nice, you know |
| I’m bringing the vibe, I kill it with style and flow |
| Who wan' test the FOE? |
| Get deaded by default |
| Eenie meenie miny mo, time to go |
| Time to see, finally, the rise of we |
| I’ll plant my staff down then I divide the sea |
| I do my thing, nah, you could never silence me |
| What the hell you mean? |
| (never) |
| I ain’t curving the game, nah, I set it straight |
| I scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| I ain’t curving the game, nah, I set it straight |
| I scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |
| Scratch the surface till the record breaks |