Released: April 25, 2013
Songwriter: Abstract
Producer: Cryo Music
[Intro]
Time to break open the locks
Lyrics with spirit
Yeah
Dude, you got me confused with
Rap's leatherman
[Verse 1]
Yeah, hit the flow, crazy, let 'em know
Game full of liars, rooms filled with grown Pinocchios
Pull strings, gotta be real to blow like Geppetto, go
Dance on another bicycle, best your pedal, bro
Road to success with the quickness
Got these rappers obsessed with what I come equipped with
Labels looking for my number, my ring to them precious
Looking like they Smeagol, that shit evil, I'll protect it
Yeah, the way I spit it is eloquent
Demon-ridded angelic shit
From the womb, shit, boom
Knocking with that intelligence
For the betterment rhetoric
But clever addict is soon to be shining like a medicine
Wild with the styles, don't you put me in a box, yeah
Probably switch it up and tend to break open the locks
Yeah, I tend to break open the locks
Yeah, I thought that I would warn you
Fuck with the flames, swear to God, that shit'll burn ya
[Chorus]
Bystanders talkin' like they know about the industry
Underground, mainstream, it's really all the same to me
It's all music, man, it's all music
Little bit of each of us that it will get infused with
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
[Verse 2]
No set style, man, all I make is music
Sayin' the illest, dude, you got me confused with
With the A-Team, meaning there is no plan B
Sickest individual since they cut the umbilical
Spitting like a god, knowin' that my name is biblical
Eyes in the go, and we go better limbo
When my arsenal roll through, told you this shit ain't news
Stressin', confessin' that who knew next up would be you?
Most these new rappers think "hold your nose," like, "pee-yew"
Slippin' like a hockey rink, wouldn't want to be you
Started at the bottom, now the whole team fucking here
Ask 'em when I'm gonna blow, bro, give me about a year
Light the fuse on the move, then we fuckin' out of here
Lyrics with spirit, hear it whenever it pierce through your ear
Yeah, we building an empire
Pass me the lighter, my whole team's on fire
[Chorus]
Bystanders talkin' like they know about the industry
Underground, mainstream, it's really all the same to me
It's all music, man, it's all music
Little bit of each of us that it will get infused with
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
[Outro]
Lyrics with spirit, hear it whenever it pierce through your ear
Yeah
Rap's leatherman
Time to break open the locks
Lyrics with spirit
Yeah
Dude, you got me confused with
Rap's leatherman
[Verse 1]
Yeah, hit the flow, crazy, let 'em know
Game full of liars, rooms filled with grown Pinocchios
Pull strings, gotta be real to blow like Geppetto, go
Dance on another bicycle, best your pedal, bro
Road to success with the quickness
Got these rappers obsessed with what I come equipped with
Labels looking for my number, my ring to them precious
Looking like they Smeagol, that shit evil, I'll protect it
Yeah, the way I spit it is eloquent
Demon-ridded angelic shit
From the womb, shit, boom
Knocking with that intelligence
For the betterment rhetoric
But clever addict is soon to be shining like a medicine
Wild with the styles, don't you put me in a box, yeah
Probably switch it up and tend to break open the locks
Yeah, I tend to break open the locks
Yeah, I thought that I would warn you
Fuck with the flames, swear to God, that shit'll burn ya
[Chorus]
Bystanders talkin' like they know about the industry
Underground, mainstream, it's really all the same to me
It's all music, man, it's all music
Little bit of each of us that it will get infused with
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
[Verse 2]
No set style, man, all I make is music
Sayin' the illest, dude, you got me confused with
With the A-Team, meaning there is no plan B
Sickest individual since they cut the umbilical
Spitting like a god, knowin' that my name is biblical
Eyes in the go, and we go better limbo
When my arsenal roll through, told you this shit ain't news
Stressin', confessin' that who knew next up would be you?
Most these new rappers think "hold your nose," like, "pee-yew"
Slippin' like a hockey rink, wouldn't want to be you
Started at the bottom, now the whole team fucking here
Ask 'em when I'm gonna blow, bro, give me about a year
Light the fuse on the move, then we fuckin' out of here
Lyrics with spirit, hear it whenever it pierce through your ear
Yeah, we building an empire
Pass me the lighter, my whole team's on fire
[Chorus]
Bystanders talkin' like they know about the industry
Underground, mainstream, it's really all the same to me
It's all music, man, it's all music
Little bit of each of us that it will get infused with
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
Rap's leatherman
Yeah, man, I do it all
Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all
[Outro]
Lyrics with spirit, hear it whenever it pierce through your ear
Yeah
Rap's leatherman