Doc Mcfly - Posters lyrics

[Verse 1: Helms Deep] What up Doc Mcfly? It's Helms Deep and Planet-O Yeah Happy Birthday Nolan… Hey helms are you that guy on the poster Are you the one causin crime, can I see the promoter? Nah I ain't signed, I ain't about hella doja I Walk off the stage and I hop in a Rover Talk to Nolan, ayo doc I'm comin over These dudes actin wack, but I already had my moment Go Record a track, and take a breath from performin Even if I left, that's my sect, and damn I support em I ain't dead, but this mix is feelin post mortem Left in debt, while politicians still snorin Helms and planet had-to-have an accordance A simple chorus bored him So I turned off Dora the Explorer Anecdotal aroma, trigger a new persona Implode the mojo, Hit the road and keep going Frost-Spittin' on a patio, cold in North Dakota Adapt and k** habits, Rare-type swordsmen But my liquids toxic, I'm never Conformin Or selling out a box, home alone doing homework Who's got hops, who's new on the forums Rather have a physical cop, then stream on a torrent Even if the beat stops, I roll and keep goin' And maybe some day I'll be—that dude on the poster [Hook/Back-up Vocals: Helms Deep/Doc Mcfly] Yeah yeah, that dude on the poster Even if the beat stops, I roll and keep goin' And maybe some day I'll be—that dude on the poster [Verse 2: Doc Mcfly] Thanks Helms for the Birthday Wishes/ It's time to pick the mic up, cause they surely do miss us/ I've been chilling in the GF for days, and its time to express my feelings on the page/ Now we got the crew back together, its time to make some music and enjoy the weather/ Because in 9-town, it always shines with a fresh state of mind That's beyond the times/ Of the days we be living in and everyone is feeling it I'm not trying to front but this time I'll be giving in./ To the lyrical journey, I can take you on While every single day I'll have you waiting for this song But the only thing I wish I could take back Is the time I spent waiting for the feelings to change back It's not about us anymore, but I found a family and we're at your front door [Verse 3: Helms Deep] Spit rhymes in a sentence, creatin' a set list Windchimes in the distance, as I start this mission Sometimes it's hard to finish, and sometimes it's a single Sometimes the minds blank and sometimes it's wedded Rewinding full verses like it was some kinda fettish Double time don't mean that the hearts is relinquished And not all skateboarders got hopsin lenses This a flocka deadlist, a phoenix fences Dial 9-1-1 asap, I ain't rock defendin' My lyrics a deadly weapon, and I'm schedule seven Hip-hop's my reverend And that's what I'm defendin', so don't get offended Yeah [Verse 4: Planet-O] I was listening to Elliott Smith Driving south of town on an aimless trip/ Looking at my life, contemplating my dreams And the snow was falling thick like it was straight from a scene/ Motion picture, cigarette in my fingers/ When you're living in a small town the world looks bigger/ Sometimes I wonder where I'll be in ten years/ Still in my hometown or out in the metro/ I've wanted this from the get-go/ Music is my first love. I just can't let go/ The only girl who speaks my language/ And she can break my heart without doing any damage/ Without her, I don't know if I could manage Sweet sounds she makes, make my life so lavish Remember the first thing I ever told her: I'll put you on the pedestal, you put me on the poster…