Song Length |
4:04 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop |
Lyrics
Can You Listen
By Killa Skrapps
[Verse 1: Grubot 2044]
Always alliterative and advancing
On the throne with a microphone but somehow I'm dancing
Glancing at pages your rage is directed
Appropriately to pens but my friends have not respected
Your lyrics and my tricks traded most commonly
Sucka ducka rhymes and hot beats hated host economy
Geronomy and Domini I dominate proceedings
They only let The Bot out for afternoon feedings
Cause hunt is nocturnal cats just sit stewing
Pile em up quickly steadily pursuing
An out a ladder I?m drowning and fading
24 still at a record store it?s so degrading
Trading wax with jacks that should pack it all in
I?m trying to make a career but the bills are callin
Yes but forget that they will though they never mention
I'm in it for The Bot so don?t pay no attention
[Chorus - 2x]
Songs like these aren?t made with ease
We have to build them by degrees
Songs like these aren?t made with ease
Tell me can you listen please
[Verse 2: The Phenom]
Incredible isn't it? and now that you're listening
I flow better than the water falls at a christening
I'm nice like Chuck even though I'm pressing my luck
I keep it rolling like water off the back of a duck
Or a swan let me get in on Phe to the nom
I'm keeping calm in a palm til I blow up like a bomb
Ahem, is this thing on check check
What the heck I'm going for broke just like my neck
If I spat the rhyme that I originally wrote
I'd be battered and bruised with a rope around my throat
Or worse, like leaving in a hearse painted pink
If this is how I went out you wouldn't even blink
You wouldn't even think twice roll the dice
And leave it up to chance I'm steady looking for a slice
Of the pie wonder why I try until it's tried
You said that you were listening, I guess you lied
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: The Phenom and Grubot 2044]
Killa Skrapps got toys two boys making noise
You can pick us right out of the crowd we got that poise
Four focused eyes and two all knowing smirks
Shelling genius out at bargain prices picking up the perks
These spears hit me pretty tough I?m witty when I giddy up
I guess I wasn?t cut out for the city stuff
Pretty puff of smoke stuff a joke with allegory
Hey playaz rockin layaz metaphorically I story
And fables telling tales and turning over tables
Double nice twice splice rhymes like they were cables
My stables are stocked with the finest breed of stallion
Italian, you could see my chest hairs thru my medallion
My flow is steady chaining white lightning it's raining
I'm phenomenal, but it's so draining
It aches when it quakes held in line until it breaks
Sometimes make mistakes for other emcees sakes
[Chorus]
[Chorus Break]
[Outro]