TheJonesMob - Big Spendino lyrics

CHORUS Pro beat, amateur lyrics, lets put it online til you happen to hear it I'm trying get known like the average kid in a matter of time and then have an appearance On the news so you damn better fear it, you making a career? I'm a damn interference He's stomping on your song he's/ rocking the Givenchy's/ always with a blonde beez still he's irres - Posnsible, honest or not my co*k in her throat til her tonsils pulled Matt the doctor called, he said you ain't white I said I am dog I know it's an obstacle To believe I defy the generics, doctors can't explain so they flock to the clerics They can't explain either they should be embarra**ed, it's really simple I'm just white and write lyrics As an amateur I'm proud that I'm rapping like this, biggest thing from the Canada since Pamela's tits/ Try to s** my blood and try to bite my style you'll get a brain freeze like muthaf**in Dracula did/ Cold blooded – gray sweater, khaki's and kicks? If you're a damn Van City Nammer then split/ bring mace to a party, what manners is this? Gentlemen your Vibe ain't for camera's dig? CHORUS This is braggadocio I got hoes from coast to coast And you know my flow is supposed to go so dope when you intake it – it's coke till ya overdose The madness in the mind, the tool is the pencil, the proof in your ears, so your ears are essential You're in love with the image, but the image ain't thinking, the mind does the work, but the face gets credentials If the song falls of let the ba** keep it level, I needa take a breath - fact I needa take several It's Fogwarts – we hotbox, got a long bottom b**h like I'm Neville London sure wears the brands from Paris, Matt wears the Vans from Van to Kerris - Dale down to Richmond where the stoners = careless/ and if you don't wanna toke then I got more to share with Purple in the joint, Pink in the bottle, Weed and Chocolate I think that's the motto A wet mind cause my mind is the pen and the wetness all from ink in the bottle Black in the back cause her a** so good, all these white kids tryna act so hood Colored her a** because I slap that tush now she's red in the back like a math textbook CHORUS But every b**h I see I pop a cork, juggling – a metaphor, not the sport I ain't rich yet but I ball so much it's no effort to get a who*e off the court I pop a squat, like you're papa Doc, and this 8 mile kid here to to stop your thoughts And I sh** on you like I'm Doctor Oct when he beefed with Kool Kieth it was awfully hot Like when Hopsin taunted lil Weezy and, all this sh** flies over Mister Thegian Someone eventually diss me, I'm pleading him, so I can prove diss rapping is easy sh** Cause gets the disser gets attention, if the name that they mention is somehow important in the game I reckon/ And if you put puns and rhymes while you tease motherf**ers we agree with you, you can't aim against it So it's all for a buzz, but it works, but I'm all for a buzz from some d** or some drinks And another would think I'm a junkie but think In other words I just got money ya dig? So I blow it away on some d** and some booze, I'm drinking the weed and I'm puffing the brews If you say that I'm troubled = one troubled is you, if you had money at this age tell me what would you do