Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 100 Percent, artist - SammusDate of issue: 14.06.2017
Song language: English
100 Percent |
| Let’s start with your appearance |
| A red herring for your merits |
| I’m embarrassed by the lyrics that you parrot |
| So generic I can’t bear it |
| But my fear is if you’re garish |
| And you’re clearly standing near us |
| They’ll compare us |
| When you’re famished persevere |
| It’s so unfair if you don’t cherish |
| Having clearance just to share shit from your pharynx |
| I make heretics of clerics in your parish |
| Brandishing my larynx like the ferrous hand of Barret’s |
| I’m the Wailers you’re the Sheriff |
| Yo — every minute I promise I gives it — 100 percent |
| I don’t get it, you pause at proficient — 100 percent |
| If you bring it then all is forgiven — 100 percent |
| You should visit my block cuz I’m living — 100 percent |
| If you step your set up |
| And pull out all stops |
| Why yes I’ll get up |
| And off my soap box |
| But no more faux pas |
| You sound like robots |
| Cuz bro your flow sucks |
| Like mouths on blow pops -- hah! |
| Are you serious? |
| It better be an off-day |
| Why you lookin dubious? |
| Kill it when you on stage |
| Gotta be Vesuvius |
| Spittin' over Pompeii |
| Yet you got me so depressed |
| Got me feelin' concave |
| My mom say never cut a corner that’s the wrong way |
| The cost ain’t worth it if you wanna make it perfect so |
| I’m gon' slay more as if I’m Chanté |
| Dante’s Inferno level seven |
| They get burned I tried to tell ‘em |
| So of course they salty like a phosphate |
| Horseplayin' all day I’m forcing them to prostrate |
| Proposing to the game while you a bridesmaid |
| The closest that you frauds may come is if you rock me in a cosplay |
| N’am sayin'? |
| Yo — every minute I promise I gives it — 100 percent |
| I don’t get it, you pause at proficient — 100 percent |
| If you bring it then all is forgiven — 100 percent |
| You should visit my block cuz I’m living — 100 percent |
| I’mma be honest |
| Them others garbage |
| Throwing off tracks while |
| We ride these beats, rocket |
| They don’t know we |
| But they gon love we |
| Fuck that modesty |
| Cause now L.A. is hungry |
| Rappers been two ply, Scott type level |
| Wet wipes for that IBS |
| Stomach type trouble |
| Credit to the fact that my spirit |
| Never settle |
| Best believe when we coming through |
| They set get -cut sound- |
| Crown go kettle though |
| Screams over metronome |
| Rocking in the Georgia Dome |
| Or rocking in ya sisters home |
| Still better watch the throne |
| Everyday you know I hone |
| The skills |
| Pay the bills |
| May the art show the will, fam |
| Uh—100% |
| You know I represent |
| What you think I gotta flex for—100% |
| Reality checks get the checks |
| Sam, let em know |
| Oh! |
| Yo — every minute I promise I gives it — 100 percent |
| I don’t get it, you pause at proficient — 100 percent |
| If you bring it then all is forgiven — 100 percent |
| You should visit my block cuz I’m living — 100 percent |