a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu 0sc4r - back in the booth

back on my biz like i never took a breather
man got drive, no uber, no heater
ten toes down in the frost, no sneaker
bare cold lines, make the beat get weaker

heart in the grime, got a mind like preacher
one man band, no hand, no feature
man flip words like a maths class teacher
head in the booth, no mask, no creature

snap with the sound, i’m a cam with a motive
don’t do chat if the mandem boastin’
life got t~~th, and it bites, i know this
still i slide clean when the roads feel hopeless

backbeat mad, got the brain cells twitchin’
fast flow sick, got the verse all glitchin’
mind on the bag, no time for the snitchin’
talk that talk, get left in the friction

mind in a maze but i move with a map
talk on my name get a lyrical slap
dash in the booth, got the beat on tap
snap like a mouse when i’m deep in the trap

quick with the step like a fox in the frost
win with the loss, still i carry that cross
chat like a boss, but they move like a moss
slow with the growth, man i double the cost
man can’t match what i’m bringin’ in chunks
skrrt through the lane like a ghost in the trunks
no long ting, man i spit in them dumps
one~two punch, leave a dent in the drums

clock me lurkin’, pen stay certain
ink in my vein make the words start burstin’
live no curtain, raw no version
fast with the pace like a 10~man sermon

yeah, i walk through the smoke with a grin on my face
pain in my past but it gave me the base
man talk grease, but they never leave trace
i just build mine slow, no rush, no race

back in the booth like i never did leave
hands on the mic like i’m tryna grieve
cold with the art, got a trick up sleeve
heart on my chest and i wear that, breathe

i don’t flex with the chains or flash
i invest time, not a wave or crash
bare man sink when they chase that cash
i just link pen with the soul, then splash

came from the cracks, now the flow got venom
beats get ate like i’m mad in the session
speak from a place that you can’t just mention
pain in the page, that’s my own redemption
one man march and i don’t need backing
wrote ten songs in the dark while slacking
eyes on the truth while the rest stay acting
soul in the booth like a priest gone blackened

move like mist through the cracks in the curb
don’t need praise, i just pattern the verbs
man got nerve but they lack in the words
i just breathe ink ’til the vision gets blurred

- lirik lagu 0sc4r

Lirik lagu lainnya:

LIRIK YANG LAGI HITS MINGGU INI