Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skyline, artist - Fashawn. Date of issue: 09.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Skyline |
| Spillin' these soliloquies, I kill MCs |
| I don’t give a pho. |
| I’m so Vietnamese |
| Aim at your nuh and then the semi I squeeze |
| It’s more than the bucks, I got penniless needs |
| If I put a pen to the mead feel a million degrees |
| I descended from G’s, den filled up with thieves |
| You feel offended then please, take a minute to breathe |
| I’m demented, indeed. |
| Roll Dominican leaves |
| Bare arms, I got rid of my sleeves |
| When in NYC, I rock cinnamon trees |
| Popped plenty of P’s, copped plenty OZ’s |
| At a slow speed thru Gotham city I breeze |
| Rather die on my feet, I can’t live on my knees |
| Don’t fuck wit a man who got a familia to feed |
| Hard as steel, y’all hardly still in the lead |
| Who realer than he? |
| I’m a different breed |
| (Sincerely Shawn) |
| Pressure bust pipes but it also make diamonds |
| Step to the god, no chance of surviving |
| Gotta multiply so my math stay precise |
| Got a problem wit division so I’m carryin the 9 |
| Add 3 for the gauge that we carry to the stage |
| Times 4 for the score that we gettin off the door |
| Last thing you wanna talk about is a war |
| Cock the hammer like Thor then shut down your tour |
| Every other rapper in the game is manure |
| Grown man bars yea my flow is mature |
| Never said I was pure. |
| These rappers are sick what I spit is the cure |
| It isn’t for the swiftest but for those who endure |
| She don’t know if she want givenchy or Dior |
| Either way she still comin off dem drawers |
| Never was a baller but I made a couple dollars |
| Now I’m out for some more (MD) |
| Just rollin', tree smokin… |
| Cruisin' through the skyline coastin' |
| Just rollin', tree smokin… |
| Cruisin' through the skyline coastin' |
| From out of a city where the theme song is «tie me off» |
| Enough knocks and that’ll lead to designer cars |
| Rope a dope, let you weave behind it all |
| And hammers turn or you might be the mighty Thor |
| You know the place, get your rent paid by the jar |
| I make it rhyme but none of this is a rhyme at all |
| You know exactly what it be whenever I’m involved |
| I rap like April 19, 1994 |
| So stop with the comparisons, fam. |
| Nobody comparable |
| OG’s told me the plan. |
| Let’s get the llama thru |
| Meaning when they lift up their hands they gon' honor you |
| Either they gon' fear where you stand or they gon' copy you |
| All of it is flattery, and nothin' but nothin but |
| I caught it singlehandedly. |
| Ain’t no one attached to me |
| Caught it on my own shit. |
| No one had to carry me |
| I’m 6'1, 215. They on the back of me (forreal) |
| Just rollin', tree smokin… |
| Cruisin' through the skyline coastin' |
| Just rollin', tree smokin… |
| Cruisin' through the skyline coastin' |