Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Splittin' the Racket, artist - Ocean Wisdom. Album song Chaos 93', in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Splittin' the Racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I’m comin' straight outta Brighton |
A crazy motherfucker named Wizzy |
Sirens in the city like I’m rollin 'round with Dizzy |
You was in the basement with a plectrum gettin' picky |
I was in the basement with a couple eigths I’m gettin' sticky |
(It's like a) It’s like a OOH! |
Makin' a brudder go high pitched |
All of these mandem are tellin' me that when I get on the mic it’s a hype ting |
Vibezin', don’t wanna hear no violin |
Big beat from the Dike like sick sick sick! |
that time again (it's that time |
again!) |
Look, I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
You got that literal whackness spread upon your lyrical sandwich |
All of my brothers be lovin' the way I be spittin' erratic |
Rappin' as sick as the fashion, never my mind on 'em, I’ll spit in the face of |
an enemy |
Wizzy be movin' like hazardous |
For music I’m jet settin' like Led Zeppelin |
I hate talking love rappin' I intend reppin' |
Fuck bench pressin' I cover my food in French Dressin' |
Playin' football munchin' on a pasty call me Gregg Beckham |
Oh no brudda ya listenin' to a megolomanic |
Master of modesty that contrast is enigmatic |
And I could pen it backwards |
Plus I got my pick of the perfect places to pen a passage |
Watch me pitter patter to different parts of a written pattern |
Plus alliteration a wicked blag for a sicker stanza |
Watch me dip in lava, my fickle thoughts in this sea of magma |
Plus I got the slang to decipher gibber blacker than Sagna |
Mad with the grammar I tell 'em |
(It's yours) |
Is it? |
Yeah brudda it’s mine |
Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine |
O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right? |
No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time |
(It's yours) |
Is it? |
Yeah brudda it’s mine |
Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine |
O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right? |
No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
You man are visibly vapid me I got that visceral package |
All of my mandem are lovin' the way I be givin' them classics |
They’re in-equivalent rappers I’m an extravagant brudda |
I’m doin' it rancid they call me the king and the captain (yeah) |
They call me the king and the captain |
Plus they accompany that with a couple of compliments |
Catered to keep me from killing them |
I never tolerate nonsense |
I rush the world around to keep myself from slowin' down |
But slow it down on tracks so you can judge whether my word’s profound |
I’m Jamaican like Snoop Dogg |
Hate bacon like Boondocks |
My Dad looked at 2Chainz and the future |
He said do what you gotta do son |
So I did what I done did brudda I got flips |
And I spit gutter I bopped in with a bic |
Nah I’m fuckin' up shit this summer |
(It's yours) |
Is it? |
Yeah brudda it’s mine |
Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine |
O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right? |
No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time |
(It's yours) |
Is it? |
Yeah brudda it’s mine |
Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine |
O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right? |
No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time |
(It's yours) |
Is it? |
Yeah brudda it’s mine |
Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine |
O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right? |
No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time |
(It's yours) |
Is it? |
Yeah brudda it’s mine |
Co-coconut, cro cro an' that yeah brudda I’m fine |
O-pokin' that, slow tokin' that I roll it fat right? |
No-no to that po-po I got no statement or time |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |
I ain’t hittin' it back I’m splittin' the racket |