Paperboys - What You Need lyrics

"Yo its on
ima put it together in ma hooded sean john sweater
So full of footageI bomb better
Don juan with some strong feathers
flying from storms to warm weather
And my long johns are gone its all pleasure
Im an umbrella just trying to keep the rain away
My training day ended with ovations
F*ck what haters say
Im made to play & I stay where gladiators lay
I stay babyfaced
stay debated while you fade to grey
I made ´em say -hey- this muthaf*cka knows what he`s doing
See ive created & ive rose from the ruins
Keeping soldiers influenced by dropping hot shit
Face it im toxic my palm`s clutching bombs in your cockpit
So when its on bring your chopsticks
pick up the bits & pieces
Coming for your chips & your visas
Flip the meter
stick to the script a real leader Hail cesar I can picture this shit,
real fever

“Listen up & follow the flow
we`ve risen up to follow the dough
that is how im living, but yàll don´t now
im what you need
we do not care what you call it
it is a ball we can all afford (oslo, we`ve got you on it)
i´m what you need”

Everybody get up
and holler if you hear me
there`s nothing but bottles here
so give ´em a swallow & share fairly
I solemly swear to care
clearly im out of the bottom this yeahr
And properly prepared
living carefree
With barefeet up in the studio
see me puto rubio
Shining like a movie
future`s beautiful
Coz who you know quite like me?
That is pretty unlikely
See im tight like the stripes on ma nike`s (I see)
incredible im on a level with nothing better to do
than getting ahead of you
getting ready to
steady spew
letting ´em know now
knuckle up & go rounds
so listen up f*ckers this is profound
slowdown a little bit
I guess yall don´t get it coz yall are idiots
professional critcs, im gon spit at it (….)
f*cking illiterates can get the balls
no reason to get involved
cant please ´em all
f*ck yall

I´m pretty sure that I told ´em before
but now i guess I`ve got to tell ´em again
You know its over when the double A flow
because ain´t nobody better than them

Ain´t no need to flatter this bastard
im the shit
spit battery acid
Picture it
ma scriptures had to be crafted
I flipped & now they`re flabbergasted
cos I hit like astrix
A master
getting his ass licked
Equipped with a bag of classics
while yall are still stuck with the fits
I`ll be passing traffic
With nasty habits I attack the cut
And plus I flow like the aquaduct
so back the f*ck up

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