What's The Deal Lyrics

Woo, yuh

Yeaah, yeaah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah!

What's the deal? You're makin' a meal of it

Yeah for real, you can get up and still live it

Your life's alright, I can help you heal quicker

That real giver, mhmm yeah

Call me Dr. Strange, locked away with a boombox in a room lost for days

Lots to say, what's my name? Others get washed away

I boss the game and never lost a heat, a lot to gain, too much to keep

I duck beneath the radar, fuck the play count, I'm way past checkin' it out to create doubt

Phase out, then phase back in with a face all twisted

A crazed up grin is made whenever a beat on a pull-up'll get played

I eat verse up like a puddin', speed like a bullet

Back to the pad, pencil scratchin' it mad like a rat

Stand with my back to the crowd, cause I rap so loud

That I actually shouldn't have speakers around me

Don't keep to the boundary, sneak on your track like a refugee

Won't you please beg my pardon? Labels don't think I can grow the garden

I'm a world apart, Elon Musk wants to build rockets to reach my stuff

You can eat my dust, uh, uh, you can eat my

What's the deal? You're makin' a meal of it

Yeah for real, you can get up and still live it

Your life's alright, I can help you heal quicker

That real giver, mhmm yeah

What's the deal? You're makin' a meal of it

Yeah for real, go on and still live it

Whatever the weight, I never rupture, never give up till I bleed out

Feel the pressure but I won't ever breathe out

Only spend breath to come rip a freestyle on the beat

While your complete outfit is leaking from the damage I speak

I'm so foul

Elevate to a mind space where divine races

Debate the troubles we face in a mezzanine lounge

Give them some LSD and gather them all round

I put on the EP, now tell me how that sounds when I come back down

Amazing speed, while they watch and they blaze their weed

A space rock from the heavens above

I'll sever lumps out of anyone who's wrecking my buzz

Feel like I'm second to none, stepping out of my old shell

The cold spells dead and it's done

Get out my lane now

Everyone sounds the same, how they lay down

Their half-baked potato brain words are basic

They decay with every day they wake and say shit

I'm as brutal as I ever been

Up until now I refuse to let them in

Only a few I include in the moves I make

So the routes I take remain smooth when I move but

What's the deal? You're makin' a meal of it

Yeah for real, you can get up and still live it

Your life's alright, I can help you heal quicker

That real giver, mhmm yeah

Yeah

I guess that's it then, that's the track

Thanks for listening, I appreciate it but

That's it, I'm out