Hajimeru by Tishaun Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh, slit my throat and get hit with a bass clef
Spit bars like I ate them, I know y'all hate that
I got you haters under bondage like a strait vest
Oops I mean strait jacket, been called Oreo and faggot
But before you rain on my parade, you better check the forecast
Golf-related injuries get patched up with a fore cast
If Color Me Bad made a movie, it would be four cast
Members plus some extras, haters y'all stayin jealous
Would I be wrong if I said I knew dudes as big as apes
Who'd leave you mixed and battered, all over a little cake
Let's be honest, yes I know dudes as big as apes
But instead of jumping you, they're more interested in crepes
That's the biggest problem I got with local rappers today
They live two lives one at home and one away
They be sayin," I got a Glock for anybody who want it."
Same dude got caught beating under his desk in the morning
I just try to stand out and tell my story like a teacher
Because you never know, someone out there just might need it
I sure ain't got a gun, but I'm always reaching
For the sky, for my throne, you just renting, man I own
[Chorus](X2)
When I put this pencil to my paper, I channel my memories
Thoughts and inner fears, just so y'all can know me
I couldn't care less if you think my music's wack
It just shows you can't handle the real shit that I pack
Let's Get It
Uh, slit my throat and get hit with a bass clef
Spit bars like I ate them, I know y'all hate that
I got you haters under bondage like a strait vest
Oops I mean strait jacket, been called Oreo and faggot
But before you rain on my parade, you better check the forecast
Golf-related injuries get patched up with a fore cast
If Color Me Bad made a movie, it would be four cast
Members plus some extras, haters y'all stayin jealous
Would I be wrong if I said I knew dudes as big as apes
Who'd leave you mixed and battered, all over a little cake
Let's be honest, yes I know dudes as big as apes
But instead of jumping you, they're more interested in crepes
That's the biggest problem I got with local rappers today
They live two lives one at home and one away
They be sayin," I got a Glock for anybody who want it."
Same dude got caught beating under his desk in the morning
I just try to stand out and tell my story like a teacher
Because you never know, someone out there just might need it
I sure ain't got a gun, but I'm always reaching
For the sky, for my throne, you just renting, man I own
[Chorus](X2)
When I put this pencil to my paper, I channel my memories
Thoughts and inner fears, just so y'all can know me
I couldn't care less if you think my music's wack
It just shows you can't handle the real shit that I pack
Let's Get It