A. Somms - Feedback lyrics

[Hook] They try to knock me down But they will never phase me So I Hit 'em with the feedback (3x) Finna take this place by storm Even if they try to chase me Cuz I Hit 'em with the feedback (3x) Chilling with the baddest b**h Cuz I'm forever rich Y'all just standing there on the side looking at my magic stick I'm making positive energy causing all the static So I Hit 'em with the feedback (3x) [Verse 1] Hit 'em with the left hook Hit 'em with the right hook Knock a mother f**er out, leave him on the bench shook I'm playing games with you Labyrinths filled with plato pools Bowie had an acid trip so Chancelor made an appearance too Like Bino, Gilardino, flopping in the box, quick Rocking on her coccyx Yet I still rep my team though Y'all wanna hear a banger from me!? Well I bang, bang f** them up, k** her with the deep throat! Fill her with the cream gold Miller of the greens doe Sweeney Todd a mother f**er, making beef patties "That's gross!" Well, that's just how I roll Got various flows With a pen made of gold k**ers come and go But I'm a murderous fiend Yes, I mean to intervene the scene, got my face In between the door that I spilt down Like the Shining, get it all on the screen Reminiscing, of the time that I spazzed on spazz From a calf, Imma be a wildebeest Now my mind is focused on rap Not even rap All the music and the culture and that Or at least Or at the moment I might tweak I'm having a moment! (Phew) Gotta cool down for a minute I mean even Kilmer the Filmer didn't feel it I thought I spit the illest of lines But he only had room for piano b**hes On yeah f** that, f** that I give them new crack like Breaking Bad Make them all lay back a Sunday day for the Pack But you're out of the area all you get is the feedback! [Hook] [Verse 2] I like to rap a lot, I'm a chatter box Chariot ride to the top, Hold up Where you be at!? Schizophrenia talk I like to eat up my dust, The only one that I trust You can't have any! Cover up my trails The built in instinct in me An Eagle always prevails I'm pale, never needed a bail You stuck at sea, with a boat with a leak Now what do you need? Cars, cloths, gla**es That ratchet with the biggest a** and I bet You want to be the biggest rapper alive hahaha Pardon me I had to laugh at this, I'm an emancipist At least I got it in my blood line Separated from the fakes, replace the greats intake in due time Feel held back, got a locomotive mind, cuz my Thoughts are getting real real loud Finna write a rap and make them real real proud Trick her treat like a fiend, but I'm real real lean Halloween, Charlie Sheen, now I'm real real mean Take a chill pill Alec Riding around with magic Take a chance on that mattress She be waiting round like an actress So lights, camera, and... And... And... Well f** it already I need bands Gimme a couple milly in a box locked, no cops, clean cash So I can open it up, and get jiggy with it Throw it up in the air, and get pretty women Then I can move to the Chi, the real city living But why would I want that when I could live the life of a real artist I'm a real arson, Y'all fear Martians, I'm here barking With no competition at all So who the hell is trynna make me fall? [Hook]