No Applause Necessary Lyrics

Hit 'em with that Kanye shrug

Y'all follow rules like Ashanti does

I just rock paper but I'll hit you with the scissors

And today I got time like a watch maker

You can find me in the LBC

Or in the OC breezing where LC be

Maybe one day I'll get back to the

P I T T S F I E L D

Back in the streets like a passenger seat

Live fast and we die at unnatural speeds

What's influential don't matter to me

You can choose it, I'll still rep Mass on the beat

Straight out MA like a Fenway pitcher

Working TEN days from Thursday to Wednesday with it

Engage stickup. Hit a $10K lick

Then I spend 8 quick, call it Catch And Release

End game hit ya cause the pen game sicker

Rot capping your pen name. Sensei trip ya

How you sleeping on me when I'm the a bed frame flipper

Beat Glide make noise like a M8 in it

Fowl as some tent made liquor

Something Wicked's off limits like a 10th grade sister

Still Sick spit dynamite by the stick

And me and Euphonic still lighting the wick

Second thoughts are conductive

I'm lightning to kids

Best to leap if your froggish and bite if you hiss

Life been lived

105mph up Route 9 as I cut though Mass Pike like fish

I give it to 'em nice as a gift

Too cold for this shit like ice in the fridge

How exciting is this? I'm providing the scythe

Your whole life hallucinated and I'm spiking the trip

Focus. Trouble comes in pairs like an Olsen

Notice, eyes through the glass when I'm rolling

I'm musophobic setting traps for the rodents

Recalibrate your views or I'm amassing the locust

Back on my bullshit like I'm poppin oxys

Bother everybody. Shit ain't Lodi Dodi

I ain't a boss but I've got the moxie

To make bosses feel the wrath of their staffs at their closing

Floating on your raft, meet the wrath of the ocean

An accident. Ain't waiting to happen, just hoping

Still reppin' my coast on the west bumping Next Episode

Or on the east bumping Depeche Mode hoe

What up doc. Don't be testing MY patience

Rot's not-so-domesticated, yes baby

Flew to the west now I'm Wes Craven

Less faking. My head vacant but bed taken

Vexation's in like an infestation

Pressure get administered like a test. Desk shaking

I don't bench press weight. I'm on the bench

Press waiting on my statement

My 2 cents like a Benz down payment

And I've been bout face

Like a 10-gallon hat in a tent, guns blazing

Mad scientist with a doctors table

Got no patience, shit, they all been done waiting

Everybody been complaining

Put complaints in the box. I'll wait

Now repent for your thoughts

While I bend up the knob of this bass til it knock sideways

Say it ain't so

Been straight though I aint got no pesos to show

It's ok though, I stay roaming AK to Caicos

When Hell freeze, I'll stay making angels in snow

Pace slow, soakin' up the rays down in Daygo

Go down with the ship and explode with the payload

My caseload full! Please hold all my calls

When I step off the stage please hold the applause

Really though, hold the applause

Rot: Only A Loss

Ain't no one applaud when ain't nobody know me

I'm only the fall guy! Motion me off