My baby ft. Supaadry Lyrics

This is for the djs and beat makers,

Giving backbones to tracks and heat shakers

Release flavours, over loops n vibes

Now Primitive joint force with Supaadry

Enough chit chat, back to sick rap

This that: in the sunlight cruising kicked back

The slick cat, spitting fusion lit facts

The point? Game, set now they're calling a mismatch

Off to the lab, pouring Caustic on tracks

If you don't rhyme for the art then its probably whack

If you don't write your own bars there's an obvious lapse

not naming any names, not acknowledging Jack

Shit, now it's back to the frontlines

Back to Hella raw metaphors and Punchlines

About to work it out like its Crunch time

Throwback hype but the source still unsigned

She loves me so

This song is dedicated to production folk

And all my trusted bros

That's the way loves supposed to go

(One time now)

She loves me so

This song is dedicated to production folk

And all my trusted bros

Thats the way loves supposed to go

Prim, pay hommage and endeavour

A vendetta to pen better than trend setters

The trend setter who transcends to bend letters

While i Send terror, to all these whack emcees

So Shoutout to alll the beatboxers

The emcees, b boys and heat droppers

The Peeps on the decks, respect Elite choppers

Peeps keepin it fresh to death release chakras

Breaking it down, placing my stake in the ground

Crazy notions that my minds eroded to float on the weight of a cloud

Time has woken the notion that faith isn't faithfully found

It may be Basic, it's basically making me proud

Mixed, mastered, spit blaster

To be blunt my force of rhyme is much sharper

I'm in love, a gorgeous life, my source of pride

Raw heat when i scorch the mic

She loves me so

This song is dedicated to production folk

And all my trusted bros

That's the way loves supposed to go

(One time now)

She loves me so

This song is dedicated to production folk

And all my trusted bros

Thats the way loves supposed to go

Yo, and I'm back for the third

Verse that separates the cracks in the earth

Like 2 wheels spinning on an endless cycle

With pen and pad bringing paperback revival

Prim, this is raw survival

So throw em up fam if the signs are vital

Tribal, that's word to Primitive

I give em the meaning coz the flow definitive

My imminent proficiency in rap has risen

The game full of fake criminals, that lack conviction

Just: gimme a beat, watch me harness the lyrical heat

Parts untarnished regardless this artist is clearly discreet

Yes, n I've been grinding in the underground

My sound still rolling overhead like a thunder cloud

I'm down, keeping present in the aftermath

They scream bars, well here's a free masterclass

She loves me so

This song is dedicated to production folk

And all my trusted bros

That's the way loves supposed to go

(One time now)

She loves me so

This song is dedicated to production folk

And all my trusted bros

Thats the way loves supposed to go