Spaghettios or Cordon Bleu by Solgob Lyrics
Pass the flame, take the blame
Bead of sweat, down my chest, I’m the best
Well I wanna be, whose in front of me? whose it gonna be?
Buried under me, hope you said your rosary
Times a tickin, my rhymes are stickin -
But it’s a slow drip, like the leak in the spicket
Watering hole, gator patrol, haters on hold
I don’t even pick up the phone when I’m in the zone
Targets get picked out, I got a list now
Just in case you missed out, put your name down
Probably on there, nearly blew my wrist out writing that shit down
Long line of clowns, circus in town
Strong smell of brown, looks like I found
Perfect drum to pound, go for the crown, swimming doggy style
Try not to drown, nah float to the top
Willy wonka boat and I’ll go, won’t stop
Failed to mention, I’m either gonna crash or go into another dimension
Its part of the passion, peace in the tension, learnin the lesson
Counting my blessings, this is my essence
But I’m under construction behind this percussion, catching my wind
Know this a win, know we go win
Blow for blow, take it on the chin, I’m a kingpin wit a bargain bin
Pull a beat out, take it for a spin
What we got doesn’t seem like a lot
Who you are isn’t based on who you’re not
Pull ya self up, take the foul shot
Just started rapping, didn’t know squat
Already feel like a fuckin dreadnought
No one can tell you what to do
Trials will come, you’ll make it through
Make a choice, it’s up to you
Spaghettios or cordon bleu
Bead of sweat, down my chest, I’m the best
Well I wanna be, whose in front of me? whose it gonna be?
Buried under me, hope you said your rosary
Times a tickin, my rhymes are stickin -
But it’s a slow drip, like the leak in the spicket
Watering hole, gator patrol, haters on hold
I don’t even pick up the phone when I’m in the zone
Targets get picked out, I got a list now
Just in case you missed out, put your name down
Probably on there, nearly blew my wrist out writing that shit down
Long line of clowns, circus in town
Strong smell of brown, looks like I found
Perfect drum to pound, go for the crown, swimming doggy style
Try not to drown, nah float to the top
Willy wonka boat and I’ll go, won’t stop
Failed to mention, I’m either gonna crash or go into another dimension
Its part of the passion, peace in the tension, learnin the lesson
Counting my blessings, this is my essence
But I’m under construction behind this percussion, catching my wind
Know this a win, know we go win
Blow for blow, take it on the chin, I’m a kingpin wit a bargain bin
Pull a beat out, take it for a spin
What we got doesn’t seem like a lot
Who you are isn’t based on who you’re not
Pull ya self up, take the foul shot
Just started rapping, didn’t know squat
Already feel like a fuckin dreadnought
No one can tell you what to do
Trials will come, you’ll make it through
Make a choice, it’s up to you
Spaghettios or cordon bleu