Jonathan Wyman - Into Spose lyrics

[Verse 1 : Spose ] Meet me where you met me before I haven't left (Nope!) sh** I must've jerked off Jesus Cause I'm so blessed (Oh my God!) I guess it's that bro S-P-I Double Z, Y, Spose Dawg, I'm the cat that they aimed at Back, Hoodie Plain Black Bowl packed So religiously go get the stained gla** Spitter of the best raps, never claimed that But I could've, down to earth like a plane crash And all the gangster rappers want me dead The artsy rappers want me dead from a zombie plague Been the topic of conversation Debatin' my fate while I'm wakin' and bakin' and makin' f**ing bacon and eggs They're playing catch up (look at em!) I relish what the haters say I must heard different when I heard my first record play (I'm Awesome.) Twist pencils with my tongue over 808s That make you thought the cops just showed you how a taser tastes Doing good (Doing good) Rhyme great (Rhyme great) So not hood (hood) Pine tree state Yeah I used to skate But could barely even ollie So I stuck to ridin' trolleys Looking jolly in the face This is Spose [Chorus : Space vs Speed] I feel summer springing in And you've got taste for finer things Restless, Winters, Fall, Away Come with me and come with me We'll try again some other day You've just, watched us, Fall Away Make yourself indispensable Find yourself Into Spose [Verse 2 : Spose] I kick what's happenin' The rest just kick their own a**es Like Jacqueline (You guys all look stoned) Spose must be back again No I don't want to meet your rapper friends If you thought the action stalled I'm back in-volved I'm on the road, less traveled [?] I'm still in Maine And ain't sh** changed Except the diaper on the baby bearing my name All the same, I just like to be the nicest Not let my vices decide what my life is Till everybody's heard of me And got plots to murder me Each song sung true and bumps like maternity I'm 25 going on 8 I learn from mistakes I got the songs that you bring along Going on break Til I can't be discerned from the greats I could give a f** if Lindsay Lohan lost weight A lot of dudes hate Then try to jump on my tube stake They're like Gary Coleman Too little too late I'm well read from a blue state People really listening are like Tou-f**ing-ché [Chorus : Space vs Speed] (2x) I feel summer springing in And you've got taste for finer things Restless, Winters, Fall, Away Come with me and come with me We'll try again some other day You've just, watched us, Fall Away Make yourself indispensable Find yourself Into Spose