Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Your Applause, artist - Reks. Album song Eyes Watching God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Hold Your Applause |
| Beat bully bogart |
| The booth with the flow darts |
| Name synonymous with Shakespeare, Mozart |
| Cape Fear go hard, villain with the pencilling |
| Not a pot to piss in and I’m sick, where the insulin? |
| Pay attention and you ain’t got to get hurt |
| Backslap your smirk, yanked out of your shirt |
| Raps back you jerk, thanks Mr. Lamar |
| Reks enter the bar, hangover tomorr' |
| Ding-a-ling swing so far down her jaw |
| It be ticklin' the belly from her insides ya’ll |
| Arrogant well yes-I-R |
| Cause I’m in category 1 of 1, best of best with the thoughts |
| Confess I impress to a fault |
| See with nothing left to exalt the love affair halt |
| The hatin' then commence, apron on the hips |
| I be baking up the hits, movin' up the list |
| Cookin' up the classics, Betty Crocker bitch |
| Yeah he talkin' shit back it up like the Pips |
| On a midnight train the brain ignite memories |
| Of pain, paint murals in the rain |
| Rhythmatic, the King |
| I bet you think you know about bars |
| About similes and metaphors |
| Hope the voice is compelling for the art of storytellin' |
| Please hold your applause |
| I been the D-ON for eons, studying the sci-ence |
| Math and the literature, R-E-King supreme one |
| Sorry to demean dumb |
| Niggas, but you dumb niggas lean on |
| The wrong understanding, my green thumb |
| Plant seeds in new breeds to heed, uh |
| Each one teach one, knowledge proceed |
| I bleed from artery with heart on my sleeve |
| Believe the culture been devoured by these vultures of greed |
| So I don’t need none |
| Of your approval, I’m approvin' myself |
| In booth with myself as motivation holdin' the belt |
| Most lyrical to have his joint still on the shelf |
| I spill on the book, leave 'em shook |
| Earthquake felt, the words they will |
| Force dudes to take they L |
| Take they O, take they S |
| Then another S, brother Reks discover the best kept secretive |
| Ascap need to just keep the check repeat-itive |
| Repetitive, whatever bitch |
| I’m better with putting the letters together shit |
| And you don’t stop rockin' wit' |
| This showin' off with the spit |
| So long to the next eulogy I got a script |
| No more, that’s all that’s it, bitch |
| I bet you think you know about bars |
| About similes and metaphors |
| Hope the voice is compelling for the art of storytellin' |
| Please hold your applause |