Fluff

from by MC FÜBB

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lyrics

I came at ‘em smooth – now I’m beastin'
I came in peace but they gave me a reason
to bring onslaught
to bust off shots
cuz they forgot
I’m talking skills
what the fuck ya’ll thought?
They said pay your dues – I was patient
talentless heads getting paid – I’m done waiting
They ain’t so tough
I’m calling they’re bluff
I’ve had enough
I bring it raw
yo, these kats is fluff

my mouth’s a wrecking ball
the way that it’s affecting ya’ll
sometimes I view ya’ll as walls I gotta break down and conquer
this ain’t Kanye or Jay-Z I ain’t a monster
but I can beast on tracks like Poltergeist, I straight haunt ya
I power up my ammunition like Contra
melt your shine down with absolute skill, I taunt ya
Predator with trophy heads on the wall, how I flaunt ya
foreboding like an ominous storm, I’m upon ya
and I’ma straight pawn-ya, sucka I son you
with no gats I can still out out-gun you
the track is the lane that I run to
word to Usain Bolt
I’m a sleuth, yo these rappers are gum-shoes - Carmen Sandiago
they sticky on my feet when I step on em
city musta broke their snooze buttons, cuz they slept on him
Nyquil headz, I Michael Meyers crept on em
(real) hip hop – they ain’t even got the residue left on ‘em

I came at ‘em smooth – now I’m beastin'
I came in peace but they gave me a reason
to bring onslaught
to bust off shots
cuz they forgot
I’m talking skills
what the fuck ya’ll thought?
They said pay your dues – I was patient
talentless heads getting paid – I’m done waiting
They ain’t so tough
I’m calling they’re bluff
I’ve had enough
I bring it raw
yo, these kats is fluff

Fluff rappers – call ‘em cotton-balls
tampons – soft and tall
they Tom Petty free-fall
ain’t no skill at all
hear their lyrics and I wanna call
someone like Adam Bomb to bottle smash ‘em all
talkin money – they ain’t got no cash at all
talkin dirt, when they ain’t done none in their past at all
got this mic, I won’t pass it off
I don’t trust none-of-these rappers got skills to blast it off
these MCs don’t spit, they just cough – I just laugh it off
I show love to who deserve it
real headz who grind hard every day with a purpose
kats on some Antiheroes’ Clowns Circus
I’m making ‘em nervous
germinate their minds like passing the cervix
seeds planted in their brains – I inseminate
my thoughts levitate, then come back to earth to set it straight
these kats feather-weight, my Wesley Snipes blades operate
on the game - sever dead-weight, trust I won’t hesitate

I came at ‘em smooth – now I’m beastin'
I came in peace but they gave me a reason
to bring onslaught
to bust off shots
cuz they forgot
I’m talking skills
what the fuck ya’ll thought?
They said pay your dues – I was patient
talentless heads getting paid – I’m done waiting
They ain’t so tough
I’m calling they’re bluff
I’ve had enough
I’m bringing skills
yo, these kats is fluff

credits

from the poet [EP], released November 15, 2012
Written and performed by MC FÜBB.
Produced by MMAC.
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Fresh Kils.

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