CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Underground Airplay (Remix)
So you all know I claim to be one of the most versatile artists out right now. But sometimes I gotta take a second and back it up. Enjoy
Yeah—yeah, yeah
Ayo, ayo, yeah
Probably trippin' on our sh*t that we never mention
'Til death, this straight pressin' for your own progression
Teach lessons to bystanders which lands us with no standards
Heads bob to the beat, never question, so no answers
Game is feelin' incomplete, fame is by the skin of teeth
That's why I rip beats at all speeds, no speak to any rapper
Stand tall but we all see that they knees weak
One track's likе cleat's feet
And flows that go deeper than Grim Reapеr comin' for double features, defeat ya
Mic eater, quick to break news that all your crew is 'bout to leave you
Left the mirror, choose who's about to lose
Say I grab a Blue's Clue, the glass is aimin' straight at you, see ya
'Cause we all would never ever wanna be ya
The A-Team general
The A-Team general
Callin' me the sentinel, that A-Team general
Let it go, probably highed up off the medical
All this work goin' got me taxed like the federal
Income, you know son
Rhyme since the b*t*h dumb
The system, tryna go dismiss 'em
Couldn't diss 'em if the goddamn devil tried to say they had permission
I'm that hot
Spittin' on a mission, warm the world with the flow, that's an algorithm
Get it? An "Al Gore"-rithm?
Meltin' glaciers with precision but the world wouldn't listen
So now I'm just coastin' on my own
Outta body, just a soul
Livin' in a world of clones
To be an individual, I'm seein' it as critical
These rappers say they're versatile, I make their sh*t look minimal
Hit 'em like an animal, as far as the mammals go
I'll be marchin' on 'em like I'm travelin' with Hannibal
Elephant in the room, go boom, don't ask me
Can we hit 'em like Looney Tunes with ACME?
Makin' moves, got sh*t poppin' off like acne
sh*t poppin' off like acne
Yeah—yeah, yeah
Ayo, ayo, yeah
Probably trippin' on our sh*t that we never mention
'Til death, this straight pressin' for your own progression
Teach lessons to bystanders which lands us with no standards
Heads bob to the beat, never question, so no answers
Game is feelin' incomplete, fame is by the skin of teeth
That's why I rip beats at all speeds, no speak to any rapper
Stand tall but we all see that they knees weak
One track's likе cleat's feet
And flows that go deeper than Grim Reapеr comin' for double features, defeat ya
Mic eater, quick to break news that all your crew is 'bout to leave you
Left the mirror, choose who's about to lose
Say I grab a Blue's Clue, the glass is aimin' straight at you, see ya
'Cause we all would never ever wanna be ya
The A-Team general
The A-Team general
Callin' me the sentinel, that A-Team general
Let it go, probably highed up off the medical
All this work goin' got me taxed like the federal
Income, you know son
Rhyme since the b*t*h dumb
The system, tryna go dismiss 'em
Couldn't diss 'em if the goddamn devil tried to say they had permission
I'm that hot
Spittin' on a mission, warm the world with the flow, that's an algorithm
Get it? An "Al Gore"-rithm?
Meltin' glaciers with precision but the world wouldn't listen
So now I'm just coastin' on my own
Outta body, just a soul
Livin' in a world of clones
To be an individual, I'm seein' it as critical
These rappers say they're versatile, I make their sh*t look minimal
Hit 'em like an animal, as far as the mammals go
I'll be marchin' on 'em like I'm travelin' with Hannibal
Elephant in the room, go boom, don't ask me
Can we hit 'em like Looney Tunes with ACME?
Makin' moves, got sh*t poppin' off like acne
sh*t poppin' off like acne
