
Way Too Cool Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
The time is now
I will never give up or give in wow
Got to keep fighting life and finding how
Bust raps man and bust them now
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
She made so strong I feel superhuman
She was the first one to start wooing
Ladies first, yeah I can feel the booing
What's construing?
Winning or losing, success or failure, our whole crew in
The truth will always fit
It's a feeling that lifts
We won't drift
The gift
I like to twist
A gorilla in the mist
No bitch, is going to get me down
The crown, I have it now
Underground and wow
Blaow
Talking shit to the crowd?
Pound after pound but I'm sounder than sound
Loyalty is like a frown
Can't stop now
POW
Dropping bombs like how?
This movement is moving more than the crowd
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
I'm at the centre of my deeds
No corruption please
Time to appease, those who fleece, money from my trees
This hate will cease
There is no lease
The grief, made me grieve but now I got the need, to please people permanently
Some want me murdered I see
The glee, rubs of on thee but I'm just me pedantically
Linked romantically, physically, mentally, emotionally
I have no stronger connection than we
See life how I see, through the eyes of me and I'm free to bust raps mathematically
The prediction, the president at 77
No rest for the wicked
Trick shit and flip it
I'm operating the switches
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
Dying from laughter
They thought they had me bastards but I will never stop now or afterwards
Death comes last too us
Decisions I've mastered
My mind works faster
My music coming out the blaster
No Rasta
Softer not harder
I like to barter
A master of my craft and my father, taught me how not to be, bastards
They were laughing at me, like I had no grand plan
Singing to the piano man
Obviously they miscalculated
Trying to make me feel degraded
Most hated
Chasing this game cos I'm blatant
Tell it to your face and hate it
No cowards here man you got to face it
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool
It's a spectacular, spectacle
Busting raps, like I'm busting fools
Picking up the tools
Fresh out of school
They couldn't bloody catch me I'm way to cool