Chill Rob G

Chill Rob G - Let Me Show You songtekst

Je score:

(Baby)

(Get down)



[VERSE 1]

The truth will set you free, let you see the light

You don't need to watch TV tonight

And stop talkin while I'm speakin or start walkin

Coke you're smokin got you gaggin and coughin

It's a beacon of light that I present

Illuminatin the mic with common sense

I profile the style of the Chill one

Now close your eyes, son, cause I'm the rising sun

Back up, don't sweat me, let me earn my pay

People fiendin for funky tracks we lay

Need I say I built my rep on

The fact when others turned back I kept on

Rhymin, climbin, the timin, the fist fighter

All you crumb snatchers, I'm here to diss biters

I don't trust you any further than I can throw you

You have any doubts? Look, let me show you



[VERSE 2]

What type of thing are you into? These rhymes I'm bringin you

Are sort of like slingin you, I'll tell you a thing or two

I see what's in front of me, the G is no wanna-be

I hope you know this ain't as hype as it's gonna be

I know I'm original, the G is no criminal

Never switchin position cause the condition is terminal

I do what I gotta do like a brother's supposed to

I'm livin my life right like I took an oath to

I'm pushin my way through, I won't let you slow me down

Chill is a prefix, Rob is a proper noun

G is for greatness, I don't wanna debate this

The way that I'm risin I appear to be weightless

I may sound crazy, this might look easy

Suckers don't faze me, crabs don't skeeze me

You wanna know the time, then bust a rhyme

Here's my favorite line - let me show you



[VERSE 3]

I hear a lot of rappers who seem to lackluster

Execute your rhyme with all the force that you can muster

Just a hint, as I sprint toward my own goal

Rob is chill, got skill and get stone-cold

But I'm a free thinker, I'll tinker with your brain game

More when I put you on board my thought train

All aboard, you can all applaud, and Lord

Have pity on a fake or flake or fraud

Think you're cool? What a fool we take you for

Wastin time on rhymes that make you snore

Puttin yourself to sleep is ridiculous

To shake you up, wake you up, we kick you this

Seems like you get up and go, got up and left

Now just watchin me you're all out of breath

Sit down, relax yourself, don't tax yourself

Here's a pretty good question to ask yourself

Am I lackin, how am I livin, am I givin all I got?

If not, let me show you
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