Spose - Live From 2009 lyrics

Live from 2009 Got astounding thymes for your pals in line You wanna blaze and freestyle? That sounds divine Up in York County, Maine, you are bound to find Spose, big-a** nose, not around dimes I been to Bang Bros about a thousand times I think all your songs sound asinine Is this the rap scene I'm supposed to galvanize?? Never done that but I'm down to try My off-the-top sh** left crowds surprised To the big drug dealer with a pound to buy I got an eighth of the mersh from my town supply Most rap careers here get floundered down drains Now found around fame, renowned around Maine But me, I'm the show-stealing concert burglar I'll make your head Bob like Discount Furniture Ryan you will try to be, see me, you'll lie to me You'll love me to my face, hate on me when you Bounce like dryer sheets Unfulfilled dreams? They've got my self-esteem Lower than my credit score, yet my metaphors gleam Rap? I'm the Neosporin for it Watch me kick it like Chuck Norris With the brokest and the poorest Never focused on a chorus Living life boring? That's foreign to me Who else was born in M-E with albums warmly received? Riddle me that In the Wells, M-E, S-P-O-S-E We smoked it all, motherfucekr