Roots by EDaddy69 Lyrics

[Intro: eDaddy]
Passion
You gotta have some passion when you do this shit
You know what I'm saying?
You gotta feel it
You know what I'm saying?
You gotta get in there and like, you know, ah
Just get your hands dirty, and greasy
And grimy, and slimy
It's nice and, it's just good for the soul

[Verse]
All of these bars got me feeling so Martian
A Spartan, a target for margins
Name in the ink, man that's startling
Don't take it for granted
You'll always be handed
The chance to improve what you're doing
Handsome and wealthy
I think that I'm losing it
Confused about future moves to choose and shit
Some stupid shit, just need to soothe my mind
Do some rhymes and lose the time
Well who am I?
Glad you asked
Fastest rapping magnum mastermind
In the making, Bench 420
Had some green that I was raking in
Taking it and baking it
Still am, well, god damn
Glad you answered
This some random people
With your Grandma up for ransom
Only demanding
Would you pay?
Say she's your favorite
But how much you breaking
To get her today?