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DEF Davyne - Smoke Lyrics



DEF Davyne - Smoke Lyrics
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I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
Yeah, I've mastered this
Everybody love me, you can ask ya kids
Killing 'em with kindness like a pacifist
Punchlines, pack a fist, can't handle this
I'm the one, that they had to pick
You my son, I'm the sun, you a candle stick
Wanna go against me, I ain't having it
And, if I'm feeling petty I'm a snatch ya chick
While you bringing home the bacon I'm unwrapping it
Then I'm all up in ya fridge, and ya cabinet
Getting brains using barely even half my wit
Part Santa with a gift, part handsome Grinch
Like magic gone, with the manners of a witch
Once I get her in my palm, she a cat to fish
If ya really wanna battle, holla after this
But you gotta love pain, like a masochist
I'm coming with rhythm, making 'em listen
Coming with flow, look at him go
Step on the stage, everyone rage
Running the show, they loving me yo
Can't help but love me, don't be a dummy
No wondering though, what you wondering bro
Why all of my haters, all of my haters
They suffering slow, suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, up in the system
I busted through doors, by busting these flows
I broke out my cage, I'm turning the page
And bumped into foes, your homies exposed
They thought I was joking, that's why they choking
No bluff in me though, I'm making 'em fold
Better pray I stay woke, pray I stay woke
Huh, you don't want none of this smoke
I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
Switching delivery
All while I'm painting these visions with vivid type imagery
Living in infamy
Lyrically killed all the kids who were bigger, and thought they could pick on me
Had an epiphany
If I don't raise 'em, then how will my infantry elevate
No time celebrate, turning these letters and words, to numbers
Then count up the mail I made
Delegate, never, these delegates delicate
I slay and I slaughter with elegance
An author with eloquence
My presence is hella tense, something like elephants
These peasants I'll never miss
Been giving 'em presents, but bet they ain't telling it
They claim that they Hip Hop
But bet you they can't even, tell you the elements
When they on stage, that's when I gotta piss
All of this rage, tell me who's fault is this
Tired of these rookies, and all of these novices
Slightly good looking, but lacking the common sense
Selling they souls, breaking they promises
Life of a columnist, paper accomplishments
Every day paying for followers
Every night praying, I play for acknowledgments
Mr. Robot I'm autonomous
F all of you lames, don't need to name names
A soldier like me don't need prominence
F all of the fame, I sleep with my pain
Remaining anonymous, more an astronomist
Less of a star, don't need no compliments
Dripping in sauce, like a fridge full of condiments
Knowing damn well ain't another as hot as this
I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
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I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
Yeah, I've mastered this
Everybody love me, you can ask ya kids
Killing 'em with kindness like a pacifist
Punchlines, pack a fist, can't handle this
I'm the one, that they had to pick
You my son, I'm the sun, you a candle stick
Wanna go against me, I ain't having it
And, if I'm feeling petty I'm a snatch ya chick
While you bringing home the bacon I'm unwrapping it
Then I'm all up in ya fridge, and ya cabinet
Getting brains using barely even half my wit
Part Santa with a gift, part handsome Grinch
Like magic gone, with the manners of a witch
Once I get her in my palm, she a cat to fish
If ya really wanna battle, holla after this
But you gotta love pain, like a masochist
I'm coming with rhythm, making 'em listen
Coming with flow, look at him go
Step on the stage, everyone rage
Running the show, they loving me yo
Can't help but love me, don't be a dummy
No wondering though, what you wondering bro
Why all of my haters, all of my haters
They suffering slow, suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, up in the system
I busted through doors, by busting these flows
I broke out my cage, I'm turning the page
And bumped into foes, your homies exposed
They thought I was joking, that's why they choking
No bluff in me though, I'm making 'em fold
Better pray I stay woke, pray I stay woke
Huh, you don't want none of this smoke
I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
Switching delivery
All while I'm painting these visions with vivid type imagery
Living in infamy
Lyrically killed all the kids who were bigger, and thought they could pick on me
Had an epiphany
If I don't raise 'em, then how will my infantry elevate
No time celebrate, turning these letters and words, to numbers
Then count up the mail I made
Delegate, never, these delegates delicate
I slay and I slaughter with elegance
An author with eloquence
My presence is hella tense, something like elephants
These peasants I'll never miss
Been giving 'em presents, but bet they ain't telling it
They claim that they Hip Hop
But bet you they can't even, tell you the elements
When they on stage, that's when I gotta piss
All of this rage, tell me who's fault is this
Tired of these rookies, and all of these novices
Slightly good looking, but lacking the common sense
Selling they souls, breaking they promises
Life of a columnist, paper accomplishments
Every day paying for followers
Every night praying, I play for acknowledgments
Mr. Robot I'm autonomous
F all of you lames, don't need to name names
A soldier like me don't need prominence
F all of the fame, I sleep with my pain
Remaining anonymous, more an astronomist
Less of a star, don't need no compliments
Dripping in sauce, like a fridge full of condiments
Knowing damn well ain't another as hot as this
I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
You can get this smoke
You can get this smoke
You don't want it though, no
You don't want it though
I'm coming with rhythm, and coming with flow
I step on the stage and I'm running the show
They can't help but love me, no wondering though
Why all of my haters they suffering slow
They stuck in a prison, I busted through doors
I broke out my cage, and I bumped into foes
Who thought I was joking, no bluff in me though
Better pray I stay woke, don't want none of this smoke
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Writer: ANDREW JON KOPILEC, DESMOND FORD, KEVIN PATRICK MASON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: DEF Davyne
Language: English
Length: 4:13
Written by: ANDREW JON KOPILEC, DESMOND FORD, KEVIN PATRICK MASON

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