Full Discclosure by Elvisious Lyrics
[Intro]
"Everybody make some noise for Elvisious!"
[Verse 1]
I just wanna be one of the best of all time
I'll do whatever it takes, never miss a grind
I'm skippin family functions just to go and make a rhyme
I strive and I try with every rhyme
I push my limits and my prime
With every track I come alive
And then I die a thousand times...
But it all goes unrecognized
Overshadowed by the guys who pop a perc and never work
I do these 9-5 and put aside my pride just to get cast aside?
What does it take to get some shine?
Pay a DJ to spin my tracks a couple times?
But we’ve got aux cords we're on our own type of time
And we got soundcloud now no need for labels on our side
When I say "I'll drop a tape" I bet listening would never cross your mind
I bet what I’m sayin’ right now it doesn't even...never mind
At least i even tried
You see the fire in my eyes?
On my back is where i lay
All I wants a better life for all my guys
But real talents always gone unrecognized
[Interlude 1]
"It's not gonna sound anything like zone 3
The sounds are gonna be very diverse..we're going all out on this next tape"
[Verse 2]
Fuck procrastinatin
Lets get back to basics
Set the mic up in the basement
Plottin' on the revenue while skating on the avenue
Fuck a mumble rapper
I'm the captain of the new school
Pioneering this entire generation of endearing artist, newer rappers sound retarded
I'm the one you should be watchin' lyrical slaughters happen often so be cautious When approachin' for a feature
I be off it imma creature, I been forced to fuck your speakers with this ether
Neither of these beaters fuckin with me either imma leader hotter then a heater givin' fevers breakin' meters causin' seizures only at my leisure
Call a preacher or a teacher you gon' need her this is just a teaser reak of havoc while you reek of sneakers
I'm just a crowd pleaser, you're a headache and an eye sore, of sorts
I'm sortta like the mics type of kryptonite that you been searching for
I'm searchin’ for the boundaries other rappers haven't been before
Only Soundcloud rapper in a record store promoting mixtapes on a fuckin' messsge board
[Interlude 2: Don Zio P]
Shit gettin' outta hand know what I'm sayin'? I wanna know what happened to the competition of music in the state know what I'm sayin? When did everybody get so cool with each other? Y'all niggas don't really like eachother, real nigga shir c'mon
[Verse 3]
See most of y'all are frauds
Yeah they a real facades
Never seen a rap-mirage
Fuckin' up my vision like im walking through the fog
But killin' this my job
I need my stacks fat
Like that ass on Nick-Minaj
I just secured the bag
Whats an intro if i didn't rap it fast
I'm talking bout
Murderin' syllables
Kill em in intervals
Vicious' the illest dude
That you've ever seen
That ever hit the scene
I'm breaking out the seems
It seems to me that you see me
And you just can't believe
You just a waste of space
Take a razor blade and put it in your face
Taking a stick and stickin' it inside of your ribs, hittin' your lip, turn you to a bitch
Im diggin' ditch and fillin' it with
A few rappers that wanna diss
You signed a 360 deal
Then turn your words 360, tryna co-sign the people in my city like you Diddy
I wouldn't have a problem with it, but you wasn't mentionin' me
I take offense and full disrespect cause no one wants this more than me
I'd say your name but you hold me no authority
And majority of artists in
This position would be quick to quit for bitches inna minute, not Elvisious, bout my business and I'm
In it for the long haul
Grinding til' I fall off
Stayin' up late with divine thoughts of all sorts
On Miami beach in short-shorts
Dreaming bout some shit I can't afford and how every track I make from here on gon' open doors
[Outro: InTooDeep]
"Yo my young nigga Elvis he comin' out the cut"
"Yeah he a young king right here, finna to show y'all these sickest lyrics"
"Let's do this, let's do this, let's do this right now!"
"InTooDeep official!"
"Everybody make some noise for Elvisious!"
[Verse 1]
I just wanna be one of the best of all time
I'll do whatever it takes, never miss a grind
I'm skippin family functions just to go and make a rhyme
I strive and I try with every rhyme
I push my limits and my prime
With every track I come alive
And then I die a thousand times...
But it all goes unrecognized
Overshadowed by the guys who pop a perc and never work
I do these 9-5 and put aside my pride just to get cast aside?
What does it take to get some shine?
Pay a DJ to spin my tracks a couple times?
But we’ve got aux cords we're on our own type of time
And we got soundcloud now no need for labels on our side
When I say "I'll drop a tape" I bet listening would never cross your mind
I bet what I’m sayin’ right now it doesn't even...never mind
At least i even tried
You see the fire in my eyes?
On my back is where i lay
All I wants a better life for all my guys
But real talents always gone unrecognized
[Interlude 1]
"It's not gonna sound anything like zone 3
The sounds are gonna be very diverse..we're going all out on this next tape"
[Verse 2]
Fuck procrastinatin
Lets get back to basics
Set the mic up in the basement
Plottin' on the revenue while skating on the avenue
Fuck a mumble rapper
I'm the captain of the new school
Pioneering this entire generation of endearing artist, newer rappers sound retarded
I'm the one you should be watchin' lyrical slaughters happen often so be cautious When approachin' for a feature
I be off it imma creature, I been forced to fuck your speakers with this ether
Neither of these beaters fuckin with me either imma leader hotter then a heater givin' fevers breakin' meters causin' seizures only at my leisure
Call a preacher or a teacher you gon' need her this is just a teaser reak of havoc while you reek of sneakers
I'm just a crowd pleaser, you're a headache and an eye sore, of sorts
I'm sortta like the mics type of kryptonite that you been searching for
I'm searchin’ for the boundaries other rappers haven't been before
Only Soundcloud rapper in a record store promoting mixtapes on a fuckin' messsge board
[Interlude 2: Don Zio P]
Shit gettin' outta hand know what I'm sayin'? I wanna know what happened to the competition of music in the state know what I'm sayin? When did everybody get so cool with each other? Y'all niggas don't really like eachother, real nigga shir c'mon
[Verse 3]
See most of y'all are frauds
Yeah they a real facades
Never seen a rap-mirage
Fuckin' up my vision like im walking through the fog
But killin' this my job
I need my stacks fat
Like that ass on Nick-Minaj
I just secured the bag
Whats an intro if i didn't rap it fast
I'm talking bout
Murderin' syllables
Kill em in intervals
Vicious' the illest dude
That you've ever seen
That ever hit the scene
I'm breaking out the seems
It seems to me that you see me
And you just can't believe
You just a waste of space
Take a razor blade and put it in your face
Taking a stick and stickin' it inside of your ribs, hittin' your lip, turn you to a bitch
Im diggin' ditch and fillin' it with
A few rappers that wanna diss
You signed a 360 deal
Then turn your words 360, tryna co-sign the people in my city like you Diddy
I wouldn't have a problem with it, but you wasn't mentionin' me
I take offense and full disrespect cause no one wants this more than me
I'd say your name but you hold me no authority
And majority of artists in
This position would be quick to quit for bitches inna minute, not Elvisious, bout my business and I'm
In it for the long haul
Grinding til' I fall off
Stayin' up late with divine thoughts of all sorts
On Miami beach in short-shorts
Dreaming bout some shit I can't afford and how every track I make from here on gon' open doors
[Outro: InTooDeep]
"Yo my young nigga Elvis he comin' out the cut"
"Yeah he a young king right here, finna to show y'all these sickest lyrics"
"Let's do this, let's do this, let's do this right now!"
"InTooDeep official!"