Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Step Masters, artist - Step Brothers. Date of issue: 20.01.2014
Song language: English
Step Masters |
| Step master, step faster |
| Step on the gas and turbo jet past ya |
| And it’s only begun like Jimmy Castor |
| Dumbin' out, coming out the ghetto blaster |
| We came here to blow your mind |
| Step Masters! |
| Campfire pow-wow, chief up the reefer |
| Three passports, four visas, keep up |
| A grey street sweeper, block runner |
| Stop, I’m not gonna |
| Plottin' now from sundown to sun up |
| I gotta run my funds up but I hope we mutual |
| I’m not a little dumb new fuck, the Usual |
| Suspects become clientele, thread 'em through the needle |
| Or the high of it, decided whether ever felt the Beatles |
| A believer till they label me a dreamer |
| Went from popular to sittin' on the bleachers and slangin' these |
| I am the truth, it’s a planet dream |
| I ain’t the mover, I’m the man that you hand the cream |
| The students starvin' till we packin' out the Garden |
| If we fall short of House of Blues, pardon |
| I’m out for startin' to finish shit |
| Carvin' out our images |
| This Deliverance, a Bubba Spark futuristic |
| Beats like this |
| Make me bang my head and beat my fist |
| On the table, ropes thicker than them ski lift cables |
| Talk slick, I’ll connect both of your lips with staples |
| Like a mummy rap, but this is straight dummy rap |
| Not Easter Bunny rap, don’t sleep on the paper |
| Or take money naps, I race on the track like Ricky Bobby |
| Spit it sloppy, my profession’s videography |
| I’m high definition, 1080p description |
| Flipping like things that flip |
| Don’t read off a script, heavyweight, I make the needle skip |
| Crush 'em like a fuckin' Dorito chip, then move on to the next |
| Lava burns heavy on the decks |
| Middle finger stretch, triple X, words that I stretch |
| Make it impossible for me to catch a breath |
| Move faster, telecaster, coming out the ghetto blaster |