Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Qualifiers, artist - Open Mike Eagle. Album song Dark Comedy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Qualifiers |
| I see the deepest greens |
| I hear the darkest blues |
| Might not be synesthesia |
| Might be apartment fumes |
| G-g-get up and dance |
| G-g-get up and dance |
| I w-w-wipe my son’s ass |
| And get shit on my hands |
| He’d get in my car and be like |
| «Daddy play some Busdriver» |
| Why the fuck’s it take two lines to do a one liner |
| And why’s it take three beats to do a two-step |
| Sick days, I got two left |
| So I take five, Dave Brubeck |
| I make jazz jokes so I’m flat broke |
| Mad at Lost and that black smoke |
| Fuck you if you’re a white man that assumes I speak for black folks |
| Fuck you if you’re a white man who thinks I can’t speak for black folk |
| Let that soak in your rap quotes |
| And your head hurt, and your back broke |
| I’m half black soap and half crack smoke |
| I admit that it’s an imperfect blend |
| Hold up it’s my turn again |
| I’m playing thirteen games of Words With Friends |
| Lift your hands |
| Lift your head if your clothes are clean and your kids are fed |
| Mine’s potty trained, so when he pisses the bed |
| Then he can tell I’m heated like infrared, yeah |
| We’re the best, mostly |
| Sometimes the freshest rhymers |
| We the tightest kinda |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| We’re the best, mostly |
| Sometimes the freshest rhymers |
| We the tightest kinda |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| They say they’re looking for me, but I don’t wanna hear it |
| You can find me in the park district, volunteering |
| With my hair disheveled, and my sneakers scuffed |
| Or use your gps and get your celly features up |
| I went to Africa, they played me on the radio |
| And did I weird the people out, yeah, maybe so |
| Cause all they knew was jive |
| And all I do is vibe |
| And 'Bright Green Light' made the program director lose his mind |
| He said «What type of rap is that? |
| Ain’t no bitches, hoes» |
| And I ain’t even being funny, homie didn’t know |
| Shoulda said it’s whimsical |
| Like Serengeti taught me |
| My thoughts are very lofty |
| Response time is very faulty |
| I’m far too young to lead |
| And way too old to die |
| I ain’t played Call of Dookie, smoke you in Golden Eye |
| RPG, roll the die |
| JPG Kobe Tai |
| PG 13 Cobra Kai |
| PPG Luc Robitaille |
| We’re the best, mostly |
| Sometimes the freshest rhymers |
| We the tightest kinda |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| We’re the best, mostly |
| Sometimes the freshest rhymers |
| We the tightest kinda |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| Respect my qualifiers |
| I didn’t write the words you hear me singing |
| I didn’t sing a line before this one |
| And you are not the one I was addressing |
| That person took a train to Africa |
| And simultaneous events don’t happen |
| We are isolated temporally |
| And the part is never called the whole thing |
| Though it bothers us to know it so |