
Date of issue: 28.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mortier
Song language: English
The Fun Razor |
One, two |
Yeah, yeah |
Check, check |
Check it out |
This is it |
«What? |
Who? |
When? |
Why? |
Where? |
How?» |
I don’t see Luchini falling from the sky right now |
Guess we better get up off it |
Skip a try right now |
Just do it, strap on some checks and swoosh through it |
You wanna be next well then step if that shoe fit |
Ain’t no time or place to waste is you stupid? |
You either get brand new or get used to it |
Protect your neck or connect a noose to it |
I’m telling you ain’t no use asking |
Might as well face it no need for masking |
The play’s the thing |
All the worlds a stage, so why bother actin' as if it can’t happen |
Cause ain’t shit changed since that first refrain |
Everybody’s still rappin' |
But can’t nobody flow |
And even if they Nicer than you, be like «so?» |
The scarier the merrier man, so lets go! |
Break out the fun razor |
Cut through all the bullshit |
Pull it out of your pocket |
Put it in the air |
I’m Indie indeed like Indiana Jones in |
The Andes mixing India Aire with Bob Marley |
All’s irie |
Feeling good, feeling great |
Opposite of irate dude, gnarly |
Pic beats to ride like Harley |
Fat like the late Chris Farley |
Grows with hip hop like |
Hops goes with wheat and barley |
Sicker than beer before liquor or should I say Bacardi |
To be specific, I’m too proud to beg, but |
Too broke for bed |
I bend but don’t break |
I do break for stops but don’t stop for long |
I long for more props quietly head strong |
Honestly not so much for ego and gas |
But gas does make the car go |
My precious cargo need me to set sail and blaze trails but |
Quicker than some escargot, so yeah |
«Cmon Baby Dance, dance dance.» |
Break out the fun razor |
Cut through the bullshit |
But to be frank I might need a laser |
Could use a hammer to hammer them down |
Instead we use grammar and pass that around |
Because we aspire just to catch fire |
So we perspire, through our attire |
Until we retire no time to be tired |
To say straits are dire don’t make you no liar |
Perhaps a pariah but what you gon do? |
You gots to be you like I gots to be real |
I roll out the tire to kick and swing through |
So lets make a deal |
If you feel like I feel… |
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