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letra de adult contemporary - loer velocity

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loer velocity – “adult contemporary”
[emcee(s): loer velocity]
[producer(s): caness]

[intro: loer velocity]
check, check, check, check, check, check, check, check. yeah. check one, two. uh huh. (they call me loer). one, two. (i said that i’m loer). rock, one, two. (they call me…)

[verse 1: loer velocity]
mister
adult contemporary, billy dee williams out
while constantly repping what this new york thing’s about
blatant, i don’t have the patient. they’re all pitiful
in my grand scheme of things, it would seem they’re all miniscule
subject to simultaneous middle fingers given
my usual: i give two f-cks ‘bout how they’re living
nor am i smitten with illusions of grandeur
i’m more like cancer—most lack the antioxidants
i’m such a beautiful gift, but there’s no boxing this
lowkey and staying humble, yet talk the rumble
it’s the eerie, silent noise throughout the metropolis
what’d i do to get ‘em p-ssed? but i’m no urologist
like i said before, it’s that new york city raw, gritty
anti-[?], not a little bit pretty
more so, separates the torso from the f-ckweed
forever rep tenaciousness, it’s loe veloc’, the ugly

[hook 1: loer velocity]
here comes
the good, the bad, the ugly. i’m on the edge—don’t
attempt to push or shove me. they call me loe veloc’
the more they hush, the merrier. and here’s a hit of my
adult contemporary (check, one, two)

[verse 2: loer velocity]
now as
the dice of life get thrown, watch ‘em land how they do
and understand i’m not you—don’t try to fit in my shoe
i’m a size-2—awkward for you walk—and i don’t flip-flop
get your chin dropped from the sideline talk. and you
could hear a pin drop ‘cause the hush got ‘em tush
no h-m-. i don’t play that game, i won’t blush
but i will get them guts out this u87
you can catch the drama report today at eleven
locally. that yonkers wilderness sh-t vocally
everything these emcees today are not pussposed to be
hoodlumesque poetry, socially cavalier
but it’s the sublime, introverted persona that’s feared
and, at the same, respected—it’s the gift and the curse
the necessary pro-action like quenching your thirst
wetworks demolition, politician for what’s rugged
i’ll pick up, tow, and lug it. bet you even grandmas love it

[hook 1: loer velocity]
here comes
the good, the bad, the ugly. i’m on the edge—don’t
attempt to push or shove me. they call me loe veloc’
the more they hush, the merrier. and here’s a hit of my
adult contemporary (check, one, two)

[hook 2: loer velocity]
(i’m loer)
i keeps it rocking nonstop and steady moving on (they call me)
(loer) keeps it official, so official ‘til the brink of dawn (i said that)
(i’m loer) nice to meet you. party people steady grooving on (they call me)
(loer) all the [?] and blind larceny [?]

[verse 3: loer velocity]
i’m the one, two sureshot, don’t stop, get it (get it)
sonically, the cornerstore new york yankee fitted
you can thank me later, but, for now, just stick with it
and i never mind a critic. just spell it right when you print it
skull-fight to stay committed to what i naturally am
any -ssault can’t be devoid if it’s tactically planned
from the blindside or straight-up front—however you like
i just won’t polly with punks ‘cause that’s never aight
my team’s on that “only the strong survive” sh-t
proteins, minerals, and vitamins, four-to-five spit
healthy—i’m talking minus the bullsh-t wealthy
and i ain’t have to say much—shorty love just felt me
word, i’m laidback, never the one absurd
act in an orderly fashion, i pimped the blurb
graceful, editorial sprinkled with propane
and you know the name, and it ain’t even done for the fame

[hook 2: loer velocity]
(i’m loer)
i keeps it rocking nonstop and steady moving on (they call me)
(loer) keeps it official, so official ‘til the brink of dawn (i said that)
(i’m loer) nice to meet you. party people steady grooving on (they call me)
(loer) all the [?] and blind larceny [?]

[hook 1: loer velocity] (x2)
here comes
the good, the bad, the ugly. i’m on the edge—don’t
attempt to push or shove me. they call me loe veloc’
the more they hush, the merrier. and here’s a hit of my
adult contemporary (check, one, two)

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