Paperboys - What You Need Lyrics
"Yo its onima put it together in ma hooded sean john sweaterSo full of footageI bomb betterDon juan with some strong feathersflying from storms to warm weatherAnd my long johns are gone its all pleasureIm an umbrella just trying to keep the rain awayMy training day ended with ovations***** what haters sayIm made to play and I stay where gladiators layI stay babyfacedstay debated while you fade to greyI made em say -hey- this mutha*****a knows what he`s doingSee ive created and ive rose from the ruinsKeeping soldiers influenced by dropping hot shitFace it im toxic my palm`s clutching bombs in your *****pitSo when its on bring your chopstickspick up the bits and piecesComing for your chips and your visasFlip the meterstick to the script a real leaderHail cesarI can picture this shit,real feverListen up and follow the flowwe`ve risen up to follow the doughthats how im living, but yll dont nowim what you needwe dont care what you call itits a ball we can all afford(oslo, we`ve got you on it)i'm what you needEverybody get upand holler if you hear methere`s nothing but bottles hereso give em a swallow and share fairlyI solemly swear to careclearly im out of the bottom this yearAnd properly preparedliving carefreeWith barefeet up in the studiosee me puto rubioShining like a moviefuture`s beautifulCoz who you know quite like me?Thats pretty unlikelySee im tight like the stripes on ma nike`s(I see)incredible im on a level with nothing better to dothan getting ahead of yougetting ready tosteady spewletting em know nowknuckle up and go roundsso listen up *****ers this is profoundslowdown a little bitI guess yall dont get it coz yall are idiotsprofessional critcs, im gon spit at it (.)*****ing illiterates can get the ballsno reason to get involvedcant please em all***** yallI'm pretty sure that I told em beforebut now i guess I`ve got to tell em againYou know its over when the double A flowbecause aint nobody better than themAint no need to flatter this bastardim the shitspit battery acidPicture itma scriptures had to be craftedI flipped and now they`re flabbergastedcos I hit like astrixA mastergetting his ass lickedEquipped with a bag of classicswhile yall are still stuck with the fitsI`ll be passing trafficWith nasty habits I attack the cutAnd plus I flow like the aquaductso back the ***** up
