笨小笨Subterranean Feels (Neill Von Tally Flip|Explicit)歌词由honorscouts&Sixsun&Alex Shane&Ms.Elle&A’Revolution&Scooter Rogers演唱，出自专辑《Magical Realism (The Remixes) [Explicit]》，下面是《Subterranean Feels (Neill Von Tally Flip|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Subterranean Feels (Neill Von Tally Flip|Explicit)歌词完整版
You and I know that we got the power to fight back
With that whole heart feeling
I got the power and the punch like i'm Pacquiao
Step to me comin out your speakers like i'm packin, yo
Death Row, D smoke, throw it up for west coast pride
Oregon Baby come with some west coast rhymes
Smooth with it MC Fitted head to toe in some OG new get-up
High tops runnin round the court like i'm gonna hit that shot clock
Hear the roar of arenas when that rap drops
Punch lines
I aint really waitin' for that co-sign
I ain't really waitin' for that mo shine
Pull up to the corner and i'm waitin' for that poshine
Eatin' good and feed the hood and live up on that good life
I'm at the top of the building i'm trying to spit facts
I'm at the top of the ceilings i'm tryin' to break that
I'm bout to cop a new business i'm tryin' to break bread
Share it with my city everybody here gonna get fed
Everybody come and stand with me (Rose City)
If you tryin' to jam it's Rose City (Rose City)
I'm not tryin' to chill in the back
We want the cheers and the claps
We go a fool when it slaps now
Everybody come and stand with me (Rose City)
If you tryin' to jam it's Rose City (Rose City)
I'm not tryin' to chill in the back
We want the cheers and the claps
We go a fool when it slaps now
There's no other options
Stop with the nonsense
Gotta get poppin
All the heads bobbin'
We toppin' the charts you know that it's true
We really go off everyday we're droppin these bars
I'm drippin' with sauce and I really can't help it
I hop on the beat and I get pretty selfish
It's helpless to run i'm runnin' this city
This ain't what you want
I'm taking in lunch I do this for fun
While i'm stacking my funds
No I can't stop my words are redundant
These chips on my shoulder they weigh by the ton yeah
But i'm buttoned and i'm ready to flex
What is the fuss? Oh, i'm coming up next
Pretty up until i'm sending 'em checks
Most of these die you know it's the best
Had to get it up off of my chest
Always the more never the less
I think i'm so raw I gotta confess
I carry that thing up under my dress yeah
I'm makin moves and I still get my rest in
When i'm on the job you gotta know I'm leaving nothing left
Like who the hell do I catch, i'm in the city to impress
So complex so you know that I am coming for necks
Like who could object, am I hearing i'm leavin' them stressed?
To whom it may concern I know you can't foresee my success yeah
Everybody come and stand with me (Rose City)
If you tryin' to jam it's Rose City (Rose City)
I'm not tryin' to chill in the back
We want the cheers and the claps
We go a fool when it slaps now
Everybody come and stand with me (Rose City)
If you tryin' to jam it's Rose City (Rose City)
I'm not tryin' to chill in the back
We want the cheers and the claps
We go a fool when it slaps now
See I done put my all in it accepted my flaws and I
I paid a price to be the boss but i'm awfully authentic
Can't off me i'm off limits they saucy they all grimace
I'm icy, i'm frost bitten reciting these god lyrics
If a nigga say you suck, shit I might go givin' you
The rims black, lips white call it Tyrone Biggums
You can't take on every battle you pick and you choose
But the rule is don't risk more than what you're willing to lose
This BB King Flow, how I get these niggas to lose
I tried to wake them up but they keep hittin' the snooze
With these Bear arms I bare arms like a fuckin' Grizzly
Then I walk up in the spot and your wifey askin' "who is he"
Been warnin' 'em about what's comin' up
Subtracting fake people from my life
Only adding value just to sum it up
All you niggas runners up talkin tough, been had it
Boy meets world flow Corey Matthews, bitch I been Savage
Paint taggin' toes only spit trappers
Get it?
Taggin' all these clowns, but somehow you don't possess that it factor
If after I fall then they'll be after my spot
I earned what I got without me even havin' a plot
And all that talkin on the net got me laughin a lot
No Kim K. but a nigga blew up after the shots
I'm still that east side ride middle finger to the task forces
It's clear i'm going up like elevators with glass doors
Said they want drama, imma give 'em what they asked for
Then bring all of the straps around back like a jansport
I'm more like a socket nigga, mutha fuck the plug
I let the water hit the dirt and I get it out the mud
Still connected to the plug like the I.T. guy
These bitches told me i'm icy now I see why
I'm 4th quarter Dame Lillard pressure never made him show
That's why haters give me stares like the elevator broke
