Tim'm West - Brohemian Rapcd lyrics

Intro **DJ:** Yo! DJ on the track, Tim’m West layin’ flat **Tim’m West:** Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens **DJ:** Yo! We just here for hip-hop, you know what I’m sayin’? Don’t just a book by its cover **Tim’m West:** Ooooh, got a brohemian rapcd Verse 1Tim’m West Got a knack for the rap, vintage like 8-track Nerd is a compliment, scholar is evident Always gonna do, pimp style is a nuisance Anti-corporate, brohemian blueprint Ain’t tryna blow up, always showin’ up Mans be the best ‘cus they true to the know what He need a Starbuck, thrift store price cuts A fruit roll-up, black cat, good lucks Beat juice to be stuck ‘til they fixed it Rеadin’ philosophy, black boy amusement Colored boy nation, so fixation Thе anticipations for dreams that’s latent Comin’ to the surface, knowin’ his purpose Brohemian rapcd for little Gangster, only in the sense that he urgin’ Discursive, murkin’ he know that you’re lurkin’ ChorusTim’m West So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats Radio, ten songs all day long Feel boy, come drum next to no one You better cop one, he got a… HookTim’m West Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd Verse 2Tim’m West He a child in the Golden Era Hip-Hop A product of the won’t stop, yo it’s a short shot Pop, lock and break it, beat box and what not Graffiti wall to the 5-0 call This a paintbrush to this canvas called city Calligraphy to this pave we feel pity for We never pitted the bowl, the context of presets Joe Morgan, the SeaQuest Integrate theory into mic checks Pose, promo, afro solo Would you like to sample a copy of this promo? Big stuff, the Chewbacca to your Han Solo Still workin’ to be household names Count to markets, still we gonna spark it Some follow rules, the rest be the artists Brohemian rapcd be the largest ChorusTim’m West If you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats Radio, ten songs all day long Feel boy, come drum next to no one You better cop one, he got a… HookTim’m West Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd ChorusTim’m West So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats Kaoz: Yo! Radio, ten songs all day long Feel boy, come drum next to no one You better cop one, he got a [he got a]… HookTim’m West Pad in the backpack Kaoz: Yo! Sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens Kaoz: Sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene with the gangster lean Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd Verse 3Kaoz K-a-o-z mutherfu*ker [yo Yo! I push my CD, ride about the backseat Rock the same tank top I wore at my track meet Grindin’ from the under, Midwest boy wonder Dirty backpacker, numba 5 stunna’ That’s the bus route I take, we ducked out the back door Hit the block just so I could rap more Still write in notebooks, my speed, bro shook He glad I wouldn’t judge you by your look If that were the case, you’d be labeled disgrace You deface our culture put it in last place Keep pursuin’ those dollars, I’d rather holler to another starvin’ artist or a musician with nada Keep your chin upright, never ever give up Stallin’ on the highway, no gas gets stuck Can’t beat me, no lame MC with one weak album got sh*t on me ChorusTim’m West So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats Radio, ten songs all day long Feel boy, come drum next to no one You better cop one, he got a… HookTim’m West Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd ChorusTim’m West So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats Radio, ten songs all day long Feel boy, come drum next to no one You better cop one, he got a [he got a]… HookTim’m West Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd [for you]