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lirik lagu skow - who's the boss

[verse 1: charlie zero]
breaker, breaker
in need of a sheet of paper
rolling like an alligator
known him for his bad behavior
i’ma, player hater
and a self-loathing poser
deep enough to go below to where the gophers wouldn’t notice
and i, keep it flowing like it’s blood in your veins
i’m coming for lames, who say they never heard of my name
cuz i’ma, c-cky son of a nun- she’s excommunicated-
got a lot of fans, and it’s mostly chicks that you have dated
(awkward)
like the start of a hard vodka shot
and stoppin’ a swallow to
talk to your momma who’s calling you from downstairs
become accustomed to the frowns, glares
and faces making statements
that basically say i shouldn’t come around there
shame comes to the one who cares
fame comes to the guy who stares
at the line
and dances like a mime on top of it
c-ckily he crosses it, it’s my hypothesis
his channel gets a lot of hits
poppa it’s the monster from the monastery
notice how i’ve gotten very dark and scary
talking to myself and william roddenberry
that’s it, hat trick’s black kid
half-hazmatic, half-lit matchstick
pause, like cats l!ck
if the people need a feeble negro that isn’t evil or lethal
believe me i’ll be like, “so?”
then leave them a needle
to sew it up
they freak when we showing up
we entering, they’re shivering
it’s mr. been delivering belligerence
i’m slipping in the ignorance
cause idiots are listening, lyricists are dissing it
but little kids are digging it and i’m running this ship
do you like the way i’m steering it?

[hook: skow]
alright check it, i’m a boss
i’m letting my rhymes talk
so sit back and watch
and listen to my bars (3.5x)

[verse 2: skow]
stand right next to me when i’m rapping and you’ll get yourself a heatstroke
paramedics be like, “what happened?” and you’ll only say that he’s dope
let’s blow this fricking joint. (don’t smoke no) weed though
knock knock, it’s opportunity
look at it out the peephole
i’m putting it out with zero
and it’s running all down your earlobes
there’s something about you weirdos
that makes it fun when your skow don’t care though
girls call me baby but i’m sixteen years old
spit so much that when i wake up i got drool on the pillow
keep it keep it rolling chill like a cool armadillo
-owl noise-
but is that all i gotta do to be well-known?
well, no
gotta get some grease on my elbows
gotta stick to what i’m working with at least like some velcro
stay up late and rap into the microphone
when other rappers might go home
that’s because i’m kind of dedicated
i’m the freaking bomb too
i’m just tryna detonate it

[hook]

[verse 3: lightning rodd]
people askin’ often
who, the rapping boss is-
if they would just ask spock then
they’d probably know that logic is saying
that rodd has the badge in his back pocket
cause his sk!lls is mad and raucous
as a rabid dog attacking squad
other rappers are inhabited by the trashing talk
but just cause you say you blasting off
it ain’t gonna make you an astronaut
they try to act like rodd
but if instead of been tryna be cast as rodd
they’d actually gone and cast their rods
then maybe they could catch some cod
cause talent’s all just half the process
the ones that practice are
the ones that go from having songs
in they heads to sending albums off
to publish so that folks can load them up onto their macintoshes
til it turns to cash and dollars
spend it, trade their rags for garments
cause those that end up slacking off
have sk!lls that worse than mattress soft
they try to challenge rodd
and then get pounded like they’re catching dogs
the average are
the ones that rap a lot
and then they get forgot
but masters are
the ones that having compliments after they ashes rot

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