Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Symbolism, artist - The Grouch. Album song F*ck The Dumb, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Symbolism |
| A woo-hoo, it’s goin down out here — that’s right |
| Ninety-eight style |
| Everything is lookin up lookin bright y’know |
| It’s goin, goin the right way |
| Seein what I need to be seein, and |
| Feelin what I, what I need to be feelin |
| It’s alright. |
| Everyday I get a little closer, didn’t want to boast or brag |
| No talking bad, strictly fun on this one here |
| Done nearly instant, bang it out, high off life-style |
| I bring it out to slang it, musical arrangement |
| Maybe it’s a plate that’s to my liking |
| Striking you it’s good to listen to him he’s exciting |
| That’s why I’m writing and, why they’re biting |
| Rare sitings of them? |
| keep me fighting, on moving |
| Strong losing long nights of sleep to peak |
| Types of deep thoughts kept far from being talked for cheap |
| Meet reality face to face,? |
| be laced with taste |
| Full taste I am grateful wait |
| I don’t push it around, I let my sounds speak |
| Pound beats for therapy — dare to be a patient? |
| Share with me adjacent lines, we facing times |
| Terrible this nation’s crimes unbearable find |
| Repairable ways to be paid and stay laid |
| Should you trade and you spray fool I’m afraid |
| Displays like a freak show, they tweak though |
| Fiendin for the sequel |
| And you know what that equals — better than the last |
| I’m forever on that task, when a champ come to take |
| What you wish is your choice you can diss use your voice |
| I’m like this, regardless I wanna be the smartest |
| Not the hardest, artist on the farthest plane |
| Chorus: The Grouch (repeat 2X) |
| You better recognize the name |
| Grouch and Living Legends here to drop a little game |
| It’s not hard to see, I started with the basics |
| Built up can’t replace it I ace it, any test |
| Any test. |
| you better recognize the name |
| It’s not hard to see, nope |
| It’s not hard to see. |
| As the test gets aced, reality is faced |
| While you searchin for your new beginnin I continue lacin |
| Tracks and wax, all types of dope product |
| Symbolic of my rise to victory while you fall off |
| You sellout, ??? |
| ??? |
| ??? |
| ??? |
| Catch me on the beach where the girls leave bikini |
| Tops in they bags and, some titties sag |
| Like my navy blue dickies, fuck drinking Mickey’s |
| Got Solnac, fake Hennesee fuckin with me |
| I even hit the blunt, what more do you want? |
| I quit beadies, despise cigarettes but you see me |
| Toleratin til some of my homies get it straight |
| Come with me, get yourself a dose of this dope Dude |
| Kinda like Devin no regret outloud act rude |
| It’s too true, had to learn my business while I «Boo Boo» |
| That’s where you cats find me, haters be behind me |
| I flush em, wipe em out the frame it’s ridiculous |
| How many underground crews wanna get with us? |
| Jealousy enmity enemy, point em out |
| Read the liner notes but the tape was a joke |
| Learn the fundamentals over instrumentals |
| I rip excelling in the art disassembling a punk bitch |
| Bubble up elsewhere, shaking off my coattails |
| Busters goin nowhere, goin nowhere |
| Any test. |
| it’s not hard |
| You better recognize the names |
| You better. |
| you better |