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Hold Your Applause

Reks

Eyes Watching God

18

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1: Reks] Beat bully bogart The booth with the flow darts Name synonymous with Shakespeare, Mozart Cape Fear go hard, villain with the pencilling Not a pot to piss in and I'm sick, where the insulin? Pay attention and you ain't got to get hurt Backslap your smirk, yanked out of your shirt Raps back you jerk, thanks Mr. Lamar Reks enter the bar, hangover tomorr' Ding-a-ling swing so far down her jaw It be ticklin' the belly from her insides ya'll Arrogant well yes-I-R Cause I'm in category 1 of 1, best of best with the thoughts Confess I impress to a fault See with nothing left to exalt the love affair halt The hatin' then commence, apron on the hips I be baking up the hits, movin' up the list Cookin' up the classics, Betty Crocker bitch Yeah he talkin' shit back it up like the Pips On a midnight train the brain ignite memories Of pain, paint murals in the rain Rhythmatic, the King [Hook: Reks] I bet you think you know about bars About similes and metaphors Hope the voice is compelling for the art of storytellin' Please hold your applause [Verse 2: Reks] I been the D-ON for eons, studying the sci-ence Math and the literature, R-E-King supreme one Sorry to demean dumb Niggas, but you dumb niggas lean on The wrong understanding, my green thumb Plant seeds in new breeds to heed, uh Each one teach one, knowledge proceed I bleed from artery with heart on my sleeve Believe the culture been devoured by these vultures of greed So I don't need none Of your approval, I'm approvin' myself In booth with myself as motivation holdin' the belt Most lyrical to have his joint still on the shelf I spill on the book, leave 'em shook Earthquake felt, the words they will Force dudes to take they L Take they O, take they S Then another S, brother Reks discover the best kept secretive Ascap need to just keep the check repeat-itive Repetitive, whatever bitch I'm better with putting the letters together shit And you don't stop rockin' wit' This showin' off with the spit So long to the next eulogy I got a script No more, that's all that's it, bitch [Hook: Reks] I bet you think you know about bars About similes and metaphors Hope the voice is compelling for the art of storytellin' Please hold your applause
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