lirik lagu busdriver - too underground
[sample]
you’ve got the look
you’ve got the look
you’ve got the look
i want to know better
you’ve got the look
that’s all together
[verse 1]
this agnostic front [?] nudity won’t stand long
[?] when the camera’s on, i’m nude on stage
left [?] ideals [?] on my fuel gauge
from what you see is crudely made
like you’ve never made it past high school grade
you’re a victim of my shrewd charade
minimalism, the tools of the trade
rhymin’ it to ’em, put a silver disc on a jewel case
for a studio audience on a lunar base who don’t care how their food taste
they cheer, but we rip packed shows all embarrassing tip hats slow
to pimp fat flows like tic~tac~toe or mis~matched clothes (what are you wearing?!)
the best dressed [?] sweat drenched [?]
i’m less urban than [?], wiping my ass with a royalty statement
you sing along like a christmas carol [?] fish in a barrel
we should be dipped in apparel that’s suitable for an egyptian pharoah
not this tacky gear
[chorus]
i dress like i’m not from planet earth
not in your trendy gear, open banana skirts
so the fashion director tells me:
“if it’s too underground, please dumb it down”
i dress like i’m not from planet earth
not in your trendy gear, open banana skirts
so the fashion director tells me:
“if it’s too underground, please dumb it down”
[verse 2]
those fools can’t style, they’re not the blowed members
we make our trainees squawk over hot [?] embers
i’m known to [?] overseas interviews
and represent cali like a top~go vendor
i can hear [?] when your boys murmur
your stupid [?] loiterers
you like [?]
[?] per word
let me eat in my soy burger
i don’t want to sign your flyer with a sharpie marker
yes, i’m driver, the party starter, but you dissed the blowed
just ’cause [?] disrobe and i don’t fit in your fish bowl
i’m a naked freshwater aquatic mammal giving your girl an airhole kiss
when she gives my pheromones a whiff
and crews everywhere got a bone to pick
but our studio software don’t glitch and when i perform i’m gon’ strip
blowedians [?]
don’t bring out hip~hop cop in me, but i’m on my thrift~shop shoppin’ spree
and you’re dressed in name brand gear, a souvenir [?]
you should just stand clear
i fly into your town with no landing gear
these colors bleed out of the picture frame
so all of the young critics want to pick your brain
labels can’t house my explicit word games
[?] fallen tears for the project blowed promotional stream~team blitz
[bridge: abstract rude]
they were dressed in [?] their finest clothes
merely an illusion of conformity clouded in a little bubble of self~delusion and denial
cladded in the threads of fortune [?] glad to feel important
even though offering nothing worthwhile
all others seem infantile
project blowed is a thrift~store of styles
[chorus]
i dress like i’m not from planet earth
not in your trendy gear, open banana skirts
so the fashion director tells me:
“if it’s too underground, please dumb it down”
i dress like i’m not from planet earth
not in your trendy gear, open banana skirts
so the fashion director tells me:
“if it’s too underground, please dumb it down”
[outro]
ten years ago, while i was a future shock [?]
runnin’ after the radio
tens years from now i’ll be some type of crazed
it’ll be my millionth time k!lling it
completely dumbfounded underground sh~t
i found it very boring
so i transcended with both hands inside [?]
brought you artifacts from a [?]
h~llbent on trying to represent irrelevant factoids
black boys come to compile a series of styles and different approaches
that’ll leave you lost in a midst of vacuum of musical context
that’s devoid of type of prudence
nude students come to try to understand how i can bear it all
stare at the ball of earth and turn it into just a small tennis ball that hit it with my racquet
this is no racquet, it’s my rap shtick
more than just a phantasm
busdriver has rhythms encapsulated inside of every word which is a vacuole
a small scene, a microcosm, you might go and try to fathom
but you can’t really get to the bottom of…
my unbelievable rap [?] creative aqueduct
i rap like i give a f~ck
give up ’cause you need to put your hands in the air
and just don’t stand there
project blowed is a beautiful open mic
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