Текст песни Last - unstoppable
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Extra extra! It's Fiyablasta The Dark Knight never stopped at 3 strikes Because, I found I was about to get paid And the fans do rewind what the little boy made Became confident that I do stun Since the party don't stop when I rhyme on drums When I rock the mic, I bring da heat So, that's why I told them "incoming" after crafting the beats Pops helped me in that effort as I start my career Showing no fear at talent shows in front of my peers The fam pushed me on, even though my style's weird Plus, my grade school teachers believed I deserved their ears My flow was elementary, but I knew we were meant to be Rapping since the fourth grade between math and history Like recess, raps off of the blacktop Music in full swing; imagine this jump as blast off Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes It's the return of the stunna, no baby But I'm driving them crazy by being more amazing They turn it up once they heard I'm back Producing tracks with my dad for me and my friends to blast We get down to the progress made when I blaze the stage Mixed with my nonsense So haters if you can't handle this I ain't going nowhere since I have a fear of abandonment But the free subject matter persists Cause do I really have to limit art to what radio permits I think not; I ink blot, creating rorshachs With verbal imagery that's good or bad So guess who's back to win the ears of listeners The middle class teen is spitting when he gets the nerves And I'm on to you naysayers And lately God's will isn't aligning with they prayers Hooked on the product of an eighth grader Addicted when drop cuts like a straight razor Making coke classic; my stained papers Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes My reintroduction was the arise Of the inferno and the haters demise I became their guilty pleasure by getting down with my bad self And show them how I work it out for my vocab's health I fill in the blank as rap school teacher And threw an after-party for graduates willing and eager Like me; just kicking it with my microphone And anyone ready to roll wit me, would feel right at home What can I say? They're starstruck when I lay it down Cause when you're smooth as me, you don't even need to take the crown They simply give it, since I am the definition Of versatile lyricist; you can tell by me penning this Had the it factor ever since the days of freeze tag Had the crowd in a stand still every time a touch a mean track Once they heard the Fiya, there's no way to deny That I could takeover the game if I give it a try So why lie? Even I think that I ether from time to time No beef but ahh Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes The eccentric me eventually Stole the show right under their nose I showed them how we do it over bass like a mastermind Then had them saying, "oh no" when I hit them with a faster rhyme Blasta climbed sky high, 'til I made it outta this world And knew just how woo you, moving crowds and your girl Alright? But I knew music's misuse had me malfunctioning So I had to master peace before I threw a punch again The rappa ternt sanga and brought rap's revival The piece had turnt bangers and left me entitled For the throne since I put the whole game in flames And watched the lame's sweat drop if you say my name In plain, I make a Monsterpiece whenever I hop on a beat That's I say, "Huzzah" cause I know I'm gonna drop the heat It must be celebrated, being dope this far Will I ever stop? I'll leave that choice with God For now, I'm reaching for the stars; at least with innovation Renovating artistry for your standing ovations Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes Смотрите также:Все тексты Last >>> |
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Это надо отпраздновать, будучи до сих пор крутым
Остановлюсь ли я когда-нибудь? Я оставлю этот выбор Богу
Сейчас я тянусь к звездам; по крайней мере, с инновациями
Обновление артистизма для ваших оваций
С юных лет я знал, что меня тянет течь.
У меня была страсть продолжать читать рэп, и это делало меня неудержимым
Будь то пение или ведущее, просто дай мне микрофон.
И мои сомневающиеся иссякают; минута молчания для моих врагов
