Theres More To Life Than Rush by Master Fumes Lyrics
[Verse 1: Master Fumes]
Yeah
You’re that heat that Chet knows
I get all those bitches in heat
Nigga you about to get your ass kicked
Its yo’ ass I’m gonna beat
Nigga tell me these things that you’ve done
Nigga you better not be no cheat
I set up my twitter account
But a nigga don’t never tweet
Nigga I live in my house
I leave you out on the street
A nigga tidies his room
You never seen anything so neat
Nigga you seen my bank account?
Nigga it looks like Wall Street
Now homie you better hush
I’ll be taking a seat
[Verse 2: Master Fumes]
Flume’s been dropping the game
Nigga I won't never drop my game
Nigga I ain’t feeling old
I’m at the top of my game
I be at the top you be at the bottom
Now that’s a damn shame
I’m a skinny dip world record holder
Now that’s my claim to fame
Nigga I ain’t into MILF’s
But I’ll take your mothers maiden name
You’ll see me up there in the sky
Take a look through your window frame
Nigga I’ll destroy you
Better take out an insurance claim
Nigga you heard of Jesus?
We be one and the same
You ain’t got nothing on me nigga
You better get that through yo’ brain
Nigga I be a role model
Take a look at what I became
By the end of this verse
Every nigga’s gon’ know my name
My lyrics are bottomless
Flight of the concords I acclaim
Nigga I’ll rip your face off
That’s what they call maim
Nigga what’s your favourite boys name
Nigga, mine’s Graeme
Swap the u for a in flume
Nigga you get flame
I don’t care what you say bout Susan Boyle
A nigga be a grande dame
Nigga do you know me?
Master fumes be my stage name
Flume and Chet faker did a good job
Nigga you know what I’m say’n
But you always know it’s gonna be better
When master fumes drops the game
Yeah
You’re that heat that Chet knows
I get all those bitches in heat
Nigga you about to get your ass kicked
Its yo’ ass I’m gonna beat
Nigga tell me these things that you’ve done
Nigga you better not be no cheat
I set up my twitter account
But a nigga don’t never tweet
Nigga I live in my house
I leave you out on the street
A nigga tidies his room
You never seen anything so neat
Nigga you seen my bank account?
Nigga it looks like Wall Street
Now homie you better hush
I’ll be taking a seat
[Verse 2: Master Fumes]
Flume’s been dropping the game
Nigga I won't never drop my game
Nigga I ain’t feeling old
I’m at the top of my game
I be at the top you be at the bottom
Now that’s a damn shame
I’m a skinny dip world record holder
Now that’s my claim to fame
Nigga I ain’t into MILF’s
But I’ll take your mothers maiden name
You’ll see me up there in the sky
Take a look through your window frame
Nigga I’ll destroy you
Better take out an insurance claim
Nigga you heard of Jesus?
We be one and the same
You ain’t got nothing on me nigga
You better get that through yo’ brain
Nigga I be a role model
Take a look at what I became
By the end of this verse
Every nigga’s gon’ know my name
My lyrics are bottomless
Flight of the concords I acclaim
Nigga I’ll rip your face off
That’s what they call maim
Nigga what’s your favourite boys name
Nigga, mine’s Graeme
Swap the u for a in flume
Nigga you get flame
I don’t care what you say bout Susan Boyle
A nigga be a grande dame
Nigga do you know me?
Master fumes be my stage name
Flume and Chet faker did a good job
Nigga you know what I’m say’n
But you always know it’s gonna be better
When master fumes drops the game