Текст (слова) песни: Aceyalone - Alive

 
Easily 
So easily 
So easily 
Easily 
 
I think that it`s only right I`ll let y`all know from the gate 
I flow with the great rappers of 100 million years ago, yeah 
Non-identical and non-contendable and still 
I tell everybody: just do as you will 
Cause the skills to pay the bills`ll be the only thing that still wheel 
Yeah, I know some people are akward, different, dope, what? 
Special in they own way, artistically advanced 
Resulting in a lifestyle enhanced by chance 
Now that these records are made 
Tell me what it`s like for you when you hear the record played? 
Hm - dynamic, like one gigantic planet 
Slightly slanted eyes 
To see through your disguise 
What a wonderful makeover, excellent takeover 
Yo, bring the cake over 
I wanna eat it too 
And bring the pies over, I wanna bring em too 
Yo, bring it all, I want a... look 
 
I`m alive as I can be 
Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree 
And I`m the son of G-o-d 
I shine, it just ain`t yo time to see 
 
I`m the crowd-hyper, rapid fire-sniper 
Viper, so many rappers in diapers 
Candy-stripers, we paid the piper 
That`s why we`re listenin 
Windshield wipers and air conditioning 
And bucket seats while we bumpin beats 
I never wanna meet the agony of defeat 
I got a simple plan for a complicated issue 
I`m a simple man with a complicated issue 
And my potential, your potential, our potential 
We can sho` nuff make a change and that`s essential 
Cause the bad boy murderer is on the path 
And the bad girl Dragon Lady, she knows witch craft 
She makes me laugh, at the same time she breaks my heart 
She grabs a hold and she takes it apart 
But I can see in the dark, I pee in the park 
Bein a part of the art blazin from the spark 
 
Cause I`m alive as I can be 
Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree 
And I`m the son of G-o-d 
I shine, but maybe just too bright time to see 
 
I`m a pure bred with the paper and the pencil lead 
I hit the nail on the head - off the head 
Got a cold way of flowin, a old way of knowin 
I`m a Boeing 747 in the wind blowin 
I hang at the Chop Shop, gettin smarter 
Got the futuristic Bop Hop, I`m ice water 
I`m the grandson of Coltrane, the nephew of Miles 
Charlie Parker told me: we left you the styles 
My style is gorgeous, I flaunt it to pay the mortgage 
I forge this past your Average Joes and Georges 
Huh, they cut the mic on, I`m like a cyclone 
Got to get my hike on and my half-pike on 
Look, I`m out your rank, I`m out your class 
Freestyle up the coastline a whole tank of gas 
I hit the dank and pass, I spank that ass 
You flow but I know for a fact you can`t last 
Your rhymes is weak, metaphores is dumb 
Punchlines like you shootin rubber bullets at the sun 
Some rappers carry straps and ten-gallon hats 
But I carry a guillotine and carry em back 
I carry out the plan with a detailed map 
I carry a conversation and I carry these raps 
I don`t bury the hatch, I`m very detached 
I marry this batch, yo, she knows where to scratch 
I take long walks all the way to the bong shop 
Rappin to myself havin long talks, let the song drop 
I got the King Kong Hop, the Godzilla Rock 
Keep it inside of a strong box cause the killer watts 
 
Cause I`m alive as I can be 
Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree 
And I`m the son of G-o-d 
I shine, it just ain`t yo time to see 
 
Easily 
We rock the mic so easily 
I rock the mic so easily 
Rip up the house so easily 
Tear down the house so easily 
We do this so easily 
We make it sound like easily
 

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Alive
Annalillia
Anywhere You Go
Arhythamaticulas
Art Club
Blink Blink
Dirty Birdie
The Balance