Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 100 Standard , by - Foreign Beggars. Release date: 05.05.2016
Song language: English
100 Standard |
| I standing on a magnet |
| Rock a jacket, never hack it, all that ish |
| All about the love, we’ll stack it up just like a capitalist |
| Captain in the capper, or cappin' them crappy rappers |
| Embarrassing thing is that they just keep on hanging from the saddle |
| You need to stop your babbling, bitching 'bout fishy fuckery |
| Fam of flummox fuckers from Phoenix, the flippin' Finsbury |
| Who’s feelin' me? |
| I’m grinning, extinguishing iffy mimicry |
| instantly decimate, still a visionary |
| Emanate elation, then basing them basic wasteries |
| Taking these nuts and placing 'em where your face’ll be |
| Target caught in a trap, poking these yaps, ain’t no holding me back |
| Thrown to the face, a fewer disgrace, been openly smacked |
| My affinity grows to be brash |
| Trying to be overly hyped, overly cashed, I thought it’d be over these tracks |
| Beggars with Ocean and that |
| Everything, every way |
| Coming so cold with that weaponry |
| Renegade, underground, go |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle, hustle |
| Everything, every way |
| Coming so cold with that weaponry |
| Renegade, underground, go |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle, hustle |
| It’s that certified life, so much to speak about |
| This ain’t no conscious rap, I’m just hoping to reach a crowd |
| Asking my inner self, what these flows here should be about |
| I know my path is death, can I show no fear, you see my doubts |
| Got me through some tough times, feeling like I might lose it |
| But instead I choose to fuse it, embed it deep in this music |
| Cause even though worst emotions are weaponized, got its uses |
| My head is full of bastard thoughts so I guess I might just have to prove it |
| I’ll do it, despite the fact that I’m as real as the next guy |
| Cause when facing these challenges that’s how you see men fly |
| Got me more to there’s some juggle to get by |
| that pressure, many others just get high |
| Can I become a man and conquer my demons? |
| Will I settle to be a sheep when I got the? |
| other rappers voice, shouting out like a beacon |
| Now I’m seeing that guy was me, I guess I just gotta be him |
| Let’s get it |
| Everything, every way |
| Coming so cold with that weaponry |
| Renegade, underground, go |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle, hustle |
| Everything, every way |
| Coming so cold with that weaponry |
| Renegade, underground, go |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle, hustle |
| Man knew as soon I saw him facing Ocean Wisdom |
| And Metropolis got unattractive, won’t gon' be no sloppiness |
| I drop bars with confidence, oversee man spits properly |
| Stopping me ain’t gon' happen, I body beats and astonish peeps |
| Man’s actually knackered |
| Physical fuckery |
| Been stabbing and chewing that uppity uppity |
| I’m living in a division |
| Dividing and conquering isn’t a primitive vision |
| It’s something within our tradition, it’s something we need |
| Easy be brilliant |
| Can never visit a deity is tolerating all that silliness |
| I’m in a position where my neighbours are hearing that da-na-na-na-na-na-na |
| from the ceiling |
| I’m banging the scene from the top of a building |
| The building is shaking, I’m making the children |
| Hold it down, man get gassed when the O’s in town |
| It’s like man wanna chat like he rollin' now |
| Coming to get bankrolls and he totally round |
| Still I got to hold it down because when man they know me now |
| Never could you ever try slow me down, coming to set pace |
| I got a little modesty sprinkled with little honesty |
| Cut with a cut of cockiness, dipped in a dash of comedy |
| Obviously, if you practice, and practice is practicalities |
| That’s why I always catch it, you drop it, you crack the batteries |
| Everything, every way |
| Coming so cold with that weaponry |
| Renegade, underground, go |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle, hustle |
| Everything, every way |
| Coming so cold with that weaponry |
| Renegade, underground, go |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle hard, hustle, hustle hard |
| Hustle, hustle, hustle |