Spose - I Got Rhymes lyrics

[Intro: Spose & Cam Groves] Cam Groves, Spizzy Spose Wells, Maine, P Dank [Hook: Cam Groves] I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes for days You can't find a page with a line of space I got rhymes I got rhymes I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes galore Up in the studio tryna find some more I got rhymes I got rhymes [Verse 1: Cam Groves] It's the M-I-C clinging, rhymes be stinging Out of key singing, try sleep with three women Who is he kidding? Charlie Sheen winning Dude that truffle shuffle and hustle like Russell Simons If you got a taste for the flavor that I'm bringing you Then slow down the tape and just savor my writtens Recorded by myself and I pay for the mixing Turn that sh** up till your neighbors are b**hin' It's Slim Pickins coming with the Peter Sparker f**ing up a beat till it's gonna need a doctor Leave it bleeding, looking like a slob eating pasta I take a lot shots and get weeded like a Rasta Don't believe me? Better ask your ho I pack a bowl, get backed like a ca**erole So natural that I master flows On the same microphone that I pa** to Spose [Hook: Spose] You know I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes indeed You won't find nobody with more rhymes than me I got rhymes, uh huh I got rhymes I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes superb Spit action words, even when they're not verbs I got rhymes (Kablow) I said I got rhymes [Verse 2: Spose] I got all plethoras and textures in my rhymes I got some wack rhymes, I got some fine rhymes I got some "Israel should leave Palestine" rhymes I got some "Let me show a rapper how to rhyme" rhymes "f** a nine to five" rhymes I got some "Smoke some, drink some, pork a dime" rhymes I got some "Don't drink and drive" rhymes I got some "I don't give a f** what you think of my rhymes" rhymes If you, heard him, say, at a, turtle's, pace I got them slow rhymes But if I'm making the kids go take a vacation to Vegas and break out their [?] Then you know I got them fast rhymes Used to do it as a pa** time Got on my "Cash out the a**" grind So if you haven't seen me in a minute You don't gotta even ask why [Hook: Spose & Cam Groves] You know I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes a bunch I don't even stop writing rhymes at lunch I got rhymes, and a pickle Got rhymes, Cam I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes for weeks sh**, I'll rhyme on beats until it's time to sleep I got rhymes, yeah, yeah I got rhymes, yo [Verse 3: Cam Groves] And now that I'm taking people's interests On the next level sh**, about to save the princess See it clear, no smears, like Windex Get it in with my kin, no incest Got a big heart, in a thin chest Y'all don't even know what style I'ma bring next I just write down life now, in text Everything I bring's on point like my index Flow toxic, explosive, hot sh** Can't see me? You better grow some optics Got no chain like a broken sprocket Still your girl acting like she a broken faucet Aw sh**, man, I keep it conscious Whether on some nonsense or songs with concepts Just be honest, it's not that complex I'ma keep making songs till I'm who's on next [Hook: Cam Groves] I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes in stock I can't even count all the rhymes I got I got rhymes, yeah, yeah I got rhymes, yeah I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes for years So if you need some rhymes, come and find 'em here I got rhymes, ha ha, yo I got rhymes