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Paroles de New Range Of Movement

Interprète Your Son, Joe / The Beat

Paroles de la chanson New Range Of Movement par Your Son, Joe / The Beat lyrics officiel

New Range Of Movement est une chanson en Anglais

Here we, here we go
Here we go, this is Your Son, Joe
Sirk, BisSel, Madison
To the CO to the CNY, now you're seeing why
I see through my eyes, through your eyes, apprised of different lenses
So when the richest talk their shit, I'm fit to get defensive
And when I get defensive, bob and weave will keep them gassing
Problem being, I don't even mean to kick your fucking ass in
Another hit of acid deep, with Mobb CDs in dashes
Spark of passion came from trailer parking next to mansions
I harken back exact to parking backyard at Devan's
All our hands will shake like Parkinson's, remarkably we landed
This Kaepernick stance has got us speaking with our knees
This rapping happenstance has got us spitting with the breeze
Fucker please, I'm a tilt the hat and tip them back with ease
I'm still the scrappy kid from Clinton spitting drunk at Mc-ee-dees
Rocking Dickies on a shift with Shnickity
Shit got chippy, so I clipped it in the knees
Clock was ticking, so I shipped it overseas
White kid jiggy, listening to Big and Jigga in the Jeep
But The Blueprint produced quite the new kid
Dukes up, dude found new range of movement
Went from Jesse James sticking staples in boots
To the motherfucking J with a Blazer to boot
That shit was blaze in the days when the dude
Hucked cases and kegs, fucking ace in the booth
Fucking A, simple statements of truth in the why
Summon Jason and kiss the whole game goodbye
This shit's just open and close
These opening notes are stepping stones to pepper in flows
I'm roping in votes like Biden, though residing remote
The CNY kid simply eyeing the throne, keep your mind on your own
I keep it quiet, can't rely on the phone
That's why I'm locking all the lines in the dome
And when I die then they gone
I fucking rhyme because it's time to be known
Time to expose the vocal silent bringing tyranny home
This isn't irony though, this isn't shit we'll iron out and over time it'll go
Fuck no, this is a crime against poor, Black, Brown and underprivileged who are living with ghosts
The Sake Of Living, kid from Clinton is live
All props to Madison, I hope you're out there sharing the vibe
Chopping up hip hop and poetry with Your Son, Joe and The Beat
Seven more for you to feast
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Auteur: Jesse Brookstein
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