Waits & Measures Lyrics – V!RTU
Singer: V!RTU
Title: Waits & Measures
This about the waste that I waited
The measures I went to
My tracklist is lookin’ like a Chinese menu
In and out of the venue
I’m tearing it down
How the hell you think I got my name spreaded around?
I like playing with sound
It’s what you put in your ear
You can’t see what I do
You can’t put it in gear
And it doesn’t have a smell
And it doesn’t have a taste
But it can still change the expression on your face
And no you can’t touch it
But you can feel the bass
I can’t ride without it
Ain’t goin’ any place
Adjust the bass {?}
Brush off the break dust
And don’t forget to do nothin’ that a fake doеs
‘cause they gon’ make duds
And I’m gon’ makе some bangers
And they’ll be at the bus stop
And I’ll be at the hangar
And I’ll be gon’ right {?}
My style gives a hater a reason to feel some anger now what
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Oblivious
I know why they envy us
Delirious but trust {?} still a must
{?} speech {?} right by you
Was right beside him
Emcees I part ‘em
Wave size divide ‘em, Moses
I’m clockin’ they noses
You ain’t got a question
You knew I’m the dopest
Homie, I’m focused
Pushin’ they buttons
Makin’ them mad but pyramids why Tuttin’
Dude is nothin’
Keep your enemies close ‘cause friend’s will hurt you
You don’t even measure up on the scale
I prevail, oh well
Grab a hold of my coattail
And if we both fail, it was meant to be
Keep a fine nerd girl to accompany me
My company is 2 Steps
We {?} way we operate
On a higher plane we levitate, okay
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I do the overtime, working for the double pay
I’m charged up, homie
I’ve been eating double As
And I go for broke like a handyman
And I knock your boots like Candyman
You couch potatoes don’t understand me, man
I eat you suckers up like some Van de Kamp’s
I leave a stamp
I roll with some real champs
And it’s on ’til my kids’ kids calling me gramps
Lamps in the studio
Lighting up like Julio
Mix like {?}
Y’all crap like booty holes
I got shift gear, quick flow
Campbell’s chicken noodle soup
Make ‘em lick the bowl
Irresistible
I speak of principle
Now I’m in between my dreams like a centerfold
Going over minds like a cranium
I scalp these words from the skin to the nerve
Word
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