Dirty Heads (The Dirty Heads)
Dirty Heads (The Dirty Heads) - I Got No Time songtekst
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I got no time for ya'll, we got to keep movin yea. Move on move on from here, ya I got no time for yall we got to keep movin yea I got to move on move on from here I'm droppin beats nice and mellow, meet ya I say hello Jump on the microphone I got the fellas sayin well a Damn, yo this boy come shockin and no I dont stop until I'm done rockin, so Ya just sit back and relax for a bit I'll spit my shit then I quit Like the bizz then I rip it. Im high as can be, the true Dutty B and all can see we comin irie, yea, yea Yea irie Im on a stag, my booze up on the very highest shelf Yo stay true to my friends and get wise with myself Cause I'm impaired with the spare and all you sucka MCs So be yourself and flow it easy keep it tight like dungarees And grab this cheese like cheddar, drop the fake act. And grab these beats they be better cause I be breakin fools With molecules and lots a juice the neck of the nuse I'm lettin it lose yo When you turn purple get out my circle if you got that shit that be commercial Casue I found ya sound just be the other way around Ya tryin to be underground but your floatin on the surface With no purpose in your verses, drop the mic so you can jerk it. Can it be the MC rockin under canopies, insanity is banning me from rappin Independently its sending me to penitentiaries offensively Cause I love music, I chose it dont abuse it never lose it when I bruise it So dont be livin to shoot when you know your gonna miss Ya say you get more pussy than a gynecologist I know you would be lonley if it wasn't for your fist Ya asked me how I got dope I said lots of prac-a-prac-a-tice I got no time for y'all, we got to keep movin yea Move on move on from here, ya I got no time for yall we got to keep movin yea I got to move on move on from here Well buenos noches steppin on fools like cockroaches I be callin plays like some fuckin football coaches Fallin asleep because I know your shit is boring Cut you so hard ya straight up need some neosporin Said I'm raining on your head because yo my shit is pourin Ya eyes get dilated cause all your hits is faded I need to be sedated like my main man Dutty B, Sick to your stomach when ya find an ill MC With the symphony the illest infantry drops ya down for the century The illest penalty said I know I'm hard to see I kill myself but leave my entity But jump up off a track like a cricket make it Jiminey Original cynical head bob, four star general I find my with my tentacle, my rhyme style's identical to none Ya bite me end up like ya grandfather straight chewin with ya gums Its the DJ selector comin hard on the record with the effort full effect DJ science break your neck when tounges twist syllabls trip lips that make hits Never leave unfulfilled like a hooker with one tit, a group with one hit, Gettin lose off one sip, we the sunshine MC's so I think ya best a quit Yes I think its time to quit Yo you know you best a quit Yes I think its time to quit yo I got no time for y'all, we got to keep movin yea Move on move on from here, ya I got no time for yall we got to keep movin yea I got to move on move on from here