Giorgi Baino - Wells, Maine In The House lyrics

[Spose] Spizzy Spose (Spizzy Spose!) Cam Groves (Cam Groves!) We Smoked It All (We Smoked It All!) [Verse 1: Spose] I'm coming straight outta Wells A paranoid nerd named Spose My parents still annoyed I live high, aim low Feel the wind blow right out your gazebo But it isn't Wheel of Fortune when I'd like to buy an "O" (OOO) Bills reach to the tree tips If we do a remix, by then mine might reach to an eclipse Peep this, I'll be out lurking by the beach Backwoods packed good, pack five dollars a piece Bob Marley out the Bose and the windows Gramps b**hin' from a distance cause he knows it's Spose Oh, up to my usual nonsense Arm's reach, car seat: beautiful contents Wrist not on freeze though it's six degrees Sixty rappers aren't as dope as three fifths of me Bro, I don't let fools get to me Son, I was high before "U" like twisted "T"s And I'm happy to be back in the game Sometimes I'm feeling so chipper I smirk (Why's that?) Cause being the best rapper in Maine? That's kind of like being the best stripper at church [Chrous: Spose and Cam Groves] Cam Groves make ya jump, jump Spizzy Spose make ya jump, jump Wells, Maine make ya jump, jump, jump, jump, jump We smoked it all! [Verse 2: Cam Groves] Yo, I been nice since head lice Fisher Price mics BMX bikes and "Wanna be like Mike" (Like Mike?) That's right, I'm 24 somehow The same age that Big was when he gunned down Now looking back I'm dumbfounded 'Cause rap's full of cooking crack and gun sounds You can find me rolling down a side street Five-deep, whip made in the early 90s Cops behind me, crazy world to steer through As I fear the blue lights flashing in my rear view So here's to every single set played It's been a decade since recording on ca**ette tapes This is for my people that are trying to get they debts paid Girls in the front, to the dudes trying to get laid See the truth is, your brain's a muscle - use it Call us iTunes on the way we hustle music [Cuts by DJ Foodstamp] [Chrous: Spose and Cam Groves] Cam Groves make ya jump, jump Spizzy Spose make ya jump, jump Wells, Maine make ya jump, jump, jump, jump, jump We smoked it all! [Verse 3: Cam Groves + Spose] Coming straight outta Wells, skinny dude, bro named Cam Groves Rototiller flow, I give a f** about a damn ho And he's not talking about some garden tools, pants low Get it rolled before the show, chillin' at the transpo Been repping the M-E since peddling ten-speeds And battling emcees when clubs were chem-free Wendy's, high dudes, drive-thrus Empty eight High Lifes then wake up to the NBA highlights Five mics, hold up rhymes that I throw out No doubt, make like paint and roll out Spose sold out locally, vocally I can admit I'm the sh**, aw, quick, get the potpourri I'm not a dope dealer, just a dope emcee Well, I used to sell weed just to smoke for free So open me a Michelob and openly I'll kick a flow And hopefully somebody brought a blunt [Chrous: Spose and Cam Groves] Cam Groves make ya jump, jump Spizzy Spose make ya jump, jump Wells, Maine make ya jump, jump, jump, jump, jump We smoked it all!