44RON

Out The Way
Boom! There go the hinges, flyin' off the door When I perform my entrance, now that I’ve caught your attention, I'ma show you Just what y’all been missin', now that’s Not the first door I’ve kicked in, I’ve had to barge And force myself into a thousand Roadblocks before this one, sorry to intrude But I want y’all to listen, listen (Listen) Listen (Listen), listen to me, I got a question (What?) Who in the world woulda thought or predicted The boy out of Sydney would open a rift and (Uh-huh) Find comfort and solace in this shit? I jumped in with all that ambition I loved the cathartic releasе and listen Duck down (Huh), and don’t say nothin like the Roots Keep your wholе face covered, I’m (Pssh) Tip toein' on a tipping point, one wrong move I could make the whole thing plummet Keep the flow goin' 'cause the flow so brain numbin' Never no show 'cause you know the whole game buggin' Buncha so-so little bro, no name fuckers But it’s no more when the four-four get cookin' Breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe) Fill my lungs with the cold taste of the Souls I'ma take 'til my nose can’t function No one is safe from a ghost, can’t touch us Letras de cancionesLeave (Leave, leave, leave) Go get away, hit the road, get runnin' Oh, what a day, no it’s just begun, it’s me Step out the way You better step out the way Hmm-mm-mm, get out the way You better get out the way You better move 'Cause I’m comin' in like Miley Oh dear, looks like you’re stuck in the high beams (Huh) Get the fuck out my sight please You don’t wanna lose another buck tryna fight me (Yeah) Gotta spend your income wisely Look back, see the destruction I leave It’s been a bit since I last checked in And since then if you’re wonderin', I been (What?) Dippin' my brush in different paints and Coverin' walls from the skirtin' board to the cornice Like a motherfuckin' toddler, only I’m a little bit more annoying (Uh-huh) Still rappin' Circles around you Like I’m coverin' an album of McCormick And more of a class disturbance Than that kid Mabu every time I record, it’s The slippery slope that I took With a pen and a proper notebook (Yeah) Considerin' the fact that I got them all shook I’m finna hit ‘em with an offer that they cannot refuse Step one: gimme the game and step two: I’ll be on my way, please, thanks and eff you (Eff you!) Left them in the rain, the wet, the mildew Never ever left a vacant section for you (Huh) Keepin' a low profile 'til I infiltrate With the four-four style that I instigate And the folk go wild 'cause I get them crazy (Woo) I’m all grown now, but I been this way I done broke some tiles, but I been repavin' I pour some grout with a mix containing The formula with the grit and strength That’ll hold them stuck and they still remain (Tllah!) Step out the way You better step out the way Hmm-mm-mm, get out the way You better get out the way You better move Yeah, get out the way (Huh) Ludacris shit, bitch, get out the way Move! I ain’t slowin' or stoppin' for nobody Buddy, you better forget 'bout the brakes (Uh) I don’t even want 'em or got 'em, I got rid of them And now both pedals are accelerators Now, I got a deadweight on either one of my legs A lead foot goin' ten-thousand Ks (Woo) When I turn your ass into red mist Like spilt paprika, cast into the wind (Huh) Thanos but the click is a twenty-two track album With features, as sick as intense I’ve spent a fair share of my time in the back I’ve learned to develop a natural sixth sense (Uh-huh) Got the world in my hand, my mind is a paddock And I’m 'boutta expand it about 26x (Uh) Watch how it all falls into the place What you call that? You say: flawless, touché (Ha) Bitch, I’m an artist, you paint (Uh), doomsday Clock de-pends on one thing (What?) The day that I drop shit (Huh), Russian roulette With all six bullets in the chamber, let’s hope and pray (Yeah) That Lady Luck remains faithful (Hey!) I'ma say it once and I’ll break you (Hey!) Break 'em off at the navel They just a paper cut to a staple (Hey!) Never been the type to let the buzz down And I never let nobody tell me what I’m 'bout All these clowns could never come close Even though I can see 'em all doin the utmost (You better!) Step out the way You better step out the way Hmm-mm-mm, get out the way You better get out the way You better move From Letras Mania