letra de baggage claim - smith.b
[hook]
yeah these dudes don’t know who to blame
doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim
stayin apathetic like i’m jane lane
no fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah
tryna sell beats like propane
i be playin ’round with the coin like a minigane
meet your wife and take her maiden name
no shame, run up in my lane and you won’t leave the same
[verse 1]
words deadly like i flow prose from the death note
rappers sweet as sugar so i topple em like dominoes
eat beats by the sample slice got me feeling nice
get stuck in your head like ticks or lice when i’m ripping mics
parasites get checked like a pair of nikes
they in my sights-catch a green dot across the bay like gatsby
rats get the gat, can’t catch me
catch a bullet like i catch the beat i’m too catchy
erase fools when they get shook like an etch a sketch
they extra sketchy so they get a pencil to the neck
grip the graphite like i grip the tek tight
tectonic shifts from rhymes- place is shaking all night
or i’m flowing lava off the top like volcanos
stuff a rapper in a sink hole no draino
blood drain from ya bullet holes let ya die slow
painful, leave ya brain looking like some play-doh
i mold and shape flows like hokusai
they telling lies, stick the president in a vat of lye
burn. (ayyyyyye) while he’s still alive
move weight to get cake with my portal gun prototype
they rats, man, you got an infestation
prolly cause of all the cheesy lines that you feedin em
i flip an m get the w and double back again
send you in circles like european vacation
i’ll pee on your vocation, vocabulary sensational
incapable of replication, leave that to my t-st-cl-s
incredible flow, i’m rolling like syndrome
it’s like i’m freeing chickens cause the coup got no dome
crazy rhymes and the bars still tight tho
it ain’t hard you tripping cause you set the bar quite low
o’s on they faces, 6 mo on the check b-tch
they speechless, leave mouths like they ready to take a d-ck
[hook]
yeah these dudes don’t know who to blame
doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim
stayin apathetic like i’m jane lane
no fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah
tryna sell beats like propane
i be playin ’round with the coin like a minigane
meet your wife and take her maiden name
no shame, run up in my lane and you won’t leave the same
[verse 2]
i’m all about my paper like a copy editor
you can find me in the jungle style something like the predator
known to switch course when between bars
like an undecided law student dodging cop cars
alsoknown to fabricate a legacy, allegedly
you see my pedigree is built up on some pure debauchery
until i’m seventy, tearin extremities like leprosy
my destiny readily givin lyrical vasectomies
don’t mess with me, i’ll divide your life expectancy
elegantly- stop the pleasntries cause you ain’t next to me
using telepathy i’m bending spoons and breaking knees
at our hotel i ask your mom to borrow toiletries
point at your rib cage like “open sesame!”
catch me on 60 straight cruising like penelope
when i’m not making melodies i’m editing sequentially
f-ck you know about premier pro cc?
aesthetically i’m like bart simpson meets demitri martin
leave you printed on milk cartons for the catharsis
searching record boxes mumbling “need it” and “got it”
you soft as carpets, yeah you stinkin like you shidded and farded
i’m into taxing carbon, getting in guts like im pumpkin carving
don’t mean to be harping but i’m straight angelic with the jargon
if youre in my driveway hoopin know it’s right where i’m parking
starting to think i’ve barely started, wouldn’t wanna be my target
sure as sh-t i’ll shoot the snares sent skyward
purge a peach project the pit when p-ssing on polite words
you little t-rds (south park sample), keep the flow steady like a gimble
look at me wrong i’ll leave you with one eye and call padiddle
nimble witts with which we wield flows
i’m up in your comments and judging your choice of cymbals
spring on me and get tossed around like a pinball
every eighth note i buy another strip mall
[hook]
yeah these dudes don’t know who to blame
doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim
stayin apathetic like i’m jane lane
no fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah
tryna sell beats like propane
i be playin ’round with the coin like a minigane
meet your wife and take her maiden name
no shame, run up in my lane and you won’t leave the same
yeah these dudes don’t know who to blame
doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim
stayin apathetic like i’m jane lane
no fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah
tryna sell beats like propane
i be playin ’round with the coin like a minigane
meet your wife and take her maiden name
no shame, run up in my lane and you won’t leave the same
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