Remain Boppin- TreyTyson ft. SteveGuy
Another song from Melancholia. Hardcore poetry homie.
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Story behind the song
Another song from Melancholia. Hardcore poetry homie.
Lyrics
Late at night with a hunger I can't bite
thunder that can't strike, and a blunt that I can't light (damn)
eyes twitchin', mindz trippin, rhymes that I'm not kickin'
time slippin' (remain boppin to the clocks tickin'
a wild animal as I trample the blocks gravel
the barbarian harder than blaring Blocs babble
hide the bodies in Gods chaple, I'm not laughin
motherf*** er, so stop askin if I'm packin
rhyme patterns are acrobatic, the lines back it
don status, motherf*** er you're not half as...
intelectual, authentic, origional
raw, uncencored, or even criminal, stop the track and
rewind back to the date of my birth
these motherf*** ers always wanna try to play me at first
but then they smoke a blunt and realize it aint gonna work
I done dissed em' in every way possible on the earth
