Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shuga Plum, artist - Gabe 'Nandez.
Date of issue: 28.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Shuga Plum |
Yo, This shit right here. |
Yo, What the deal? |
Unlocking the third seal. |
Five elements combined in one *feel* |
One way of living through my days on the maps |
so I chose to spend time writing these raw raps. |
communicating the message in times when I speak, |
Not quite the type to hide the elite, |
this is underdog music for my hip hop peeps. |
Yo we’ve all seen things, |
I just spit what I’ve seen to what the beat brings. |
Call this shit strange when you ain’t really thought of it, |
is it matter over mind or is it actually the opposite? |
Hello, I’ve come to stem the tide, |
a brought all of my niggas along for the ride, |
From odyssey to space in the search of something major, |
gathering data from all sides of the equator. |
Damn nigga, fuckin' i-n-g nigga, speakin' to this fella who was eyeing me, |
And it’s funny how we ‘peared *in his gaze* low key, |
I guess there is really no one to what the third eye see. |
Niggas want to mash for the cash and the jewelry, |
but it aint about where the stash of ice and ** be, |
Ima put it out there in case it’s a eulogy, |
I aint tryin to be a rapper I’m tryin to MC. |
Yo, there is simply to competition, |
you don’t stand a chance in this game like I’m Richard Nixon, |
Lyrical friction, mankind’s clock is tickin, |
my nigga grab your shit and it’s *?* time is risen aaaand, |
Yo, I hear a beat and go ape shit, |
when I grab the microphone I transform, shapeshift, |
mastering the art handed to me by the ancients, secrets of the universe *? |
* patience. |
If you wanna hang with the set, |
you gotta understand if the plan is to get, |
the rare wares rollin for this revolution shit |
and if you are thinking it’s now time then you’re really confusing it. |
So here’s the situation, |
I gotta make this music cause I feel the inspiration, |
There aint no doubt in my mind, in my head **?** vagrant. |
Who know what the ultimate flow can achieve, |
who wrote the code that planted the first seed, |
Was it Adam or Eve, or Adam and Steve or was it Gabe Nandez or maybe that’s |
just me. |
And actually, it happens to be that factually, |
it was casually written inaccurately, yo, |
I missed the end of the damn world, spare me, |
I was busy dancing with the shuga plum fairy. |
She left scratch marks on my back, |
holes in my brain, on my arms and on the track, |
I pour my souls in the holes that was etched in my skin |
and channel that raw energy that will be for sin. |
Teach you nigga how to rhyme and shit. |