Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pre-Occupied, artist - Jon Bellion. Album song The Definition, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 22.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Pre-Occupied |
| Wu-Tang raised me, Death Cab changed me |
| You should go and ask Rihanna if the pen game’s crazy |
| My artistry is everything, that’s my baby |
| But when it comes to publishing, it’s fuck you, pay me |
| Don’t be mad cause that records that you cut sound lazy |
| And everything I’m cooking, sounding nuts like rabies (uh) |
| I hate rappers, please don’t call me |
| Give me urinal suggestions like please don’t stall me |
| Don’t play for me, I’ll be yawning |
| How I’m doing pop melodies and you sound corny |
| Now everybody trying to hang around like awnings |
| Me and my people linking in the park like crawling |
| Things seem Rocky, Drago, Ivan |
| No cash, broke bad, so damn Heisen- |
| Berg, check the chemistry, I found this hybrid |
| It’s Dilla in the pocket but it’s so Paul Simon |
| It took a little while for your mind to find it |
| But once you see the genius it’s intimidating, isn’t it? |
| Uh, isn’t it? |
| Uh, isn’t it? |
| Uh, isn’t it? |
| Uh, isn’t it? |
| Took a little while for your mind to find it |
| But once you saw the genius, it’s intimidating, isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |
| They told me that my attention span aligns |
| Somewhat with the child or a fly, yeah |
| They didn’t understand that I saw signs |
| Hearing things but now they realize |
| That the woman that I prayed for became my wife |
| And dreams that I wrote down, they came to life |
| I figured out there’s money in my mind |
| I’m glad I lived my life preoccupied |
| You need to get that bag out my face |
| God made me a full-blown genius |
| What the fuck I need coke for? |
| Outkast raised me, Lupe changed me |
| Now I do things with words to make you lames praise me |
| Whether Liu Kang or Luke James or Usain maybe |
| Feeling flyer than a jet son, I’m oh so Spacely |
| Now everybody clueless, how the flow so crazy |
| Got me dashing with an actress, lookin' oh so Stacey |
| I hate rappers and I really mean it |
| Trying to ball with the kid will get you sunned like Phoenix |
| Rather ball you up, feather and tarred |
| Until you’re harder than sparring with Mayweather with leather Spaldings |
| This is my calling, so I answer it with bars, but not for services |
| For hurting any person verses me, I’ve been rhyming since nurseries |
| Third degree burns, emerge from the furnace, get close to me |
| While I’m roasting one of these pigs, my flow is rotisserie |
| It’s a pity that all these hoes slipping out of their hosiery |
| Get a hold of me, I slip through their fingers like Rosaries |
| Been waiting for you to find it, so I leave it where it’s supposed to be |
| Cause once you see the genius, it’s intimidating isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |
| Took a little while for your mind to find it |
| But once you see the genius, it’s intimidating, isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |
| Isn’t it? |