HideandSeekZoo - Heroes lyrics

[Intro] Yo, my name's the HideandSeekZoo, I'll be your emcee today. We're going to do a little bit of rapping a sh** nawm saying [Verse 1] It's the Hide to the Seek, from the strong to the weak And every time that I speak it reeks of the real sh** from the land of make believe And you're smoking on some maple leaves Said I got the connect to the dro so you know we smoking on some able trees Check the stats when i rap cos when I attack with the drive that you lack I'm able to push back your whack crew Back to where you started Where weak and dope get departed And my flow is kinda retarded, if you make fun of it you're cold-hearted And like the rest, we lay 'em out to rest Plus my flow is Breaking Bad so, I mix it in with meth and some coke and shrooms and h**ne inside a needle Emcees are feeble got me thinking "What if?" Shout out to Seevo The stee, amigo cloud of smoke wherever we go f** swag, we got stilo, save the dopeness like heroes I kick bars while I'm gazing at the stars And I tell you where I'm at, it doesn't matter where you are [Verse 2] On the sunnyside of everything in Vacaville I spark a blunt and chill, motherf**er know the dil Check my heartbeat, beating along with the kick drum If you know me, you know that I'm sick and I don't show any symptom No need for the medicine, bless your weak soul like a reverend and make fun of your brethren Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the name is HideandSeekZoo This is all I love to do with my hand on the brew, other hand on my nutsack, yelling, "Where the d** at?" Wait, scratch that, where the love at? See a fine b**h, needa hug that [Verse 3] Ay yo, Simon says pa** the blunt to Obama so, he can legalize the ganja My rhymes are hotter than a sauna Be a whack rapper, nah I don't wanna I just want to speak into this mic until my mind wanders Smoke this blunt to break down your nervousness While I rap with a sweet style, I used to start serving kids Break 'em down to the smallest increment and I don't care what you think of it, or give a sh** This is simply how I live and you never see me fronting cos i'm in the backseat Two percent, faded and blunted Coming with the illness, b**h can you feel this? The sound from the town, the only one that is real, kid I don't even rap, i just talk and people like that sh** I'm lit like a stick What's hannenin', trick? Go and tell your homies the Zoo is coming with a vengeance I attack with this pen but I k** with a sentence And you can send this, mail this with a ribbon Cos the way I rap is a compliment on the way that I'm living Driven on the money, never driven on the hunnies I'm just driven on the road to success, now ain't it funny? Cos I'm lowkey with the homies and we blow trees Rapping on some dope beats, sipping o-ies Who the f** is going to roll these blunts cos I rather be a rapper in the back smoking a sack I roll it fat now tell me where the f** you at, motherf**er