PYRO ZANE - Got This Soda (Prod. Jacob Lethal Beats) Lyrics

Hey this beat is so dang hype though
You tryna find if I can rap well then I might flow
I wish I had a bottle of sprite though
This weak style? Reproduce it all night bro

Oh-oh-oh my gosh
You talking one's, well I got it
Washingtons all in my wallet
I traded in my lame microsoft kit
Windows are broken, so Apple gon' watch it

I my socks lookin gnarly
7 4 then you better add the zero
I got my socks lookin gnarly
7 4 then you better add the zero

I had to stand in line, I got my card declined
The cashier aww that's fine, so I paid with cash this time
And I got this soda... Autotune that's so dumb
All Hip Hop's in a coma... Wonder how'd this blow up
Nobody knows how, yeaaahh baby

Face it, autotune singing rappers are basic
I hate that all this garbage is popular, it's amazing
I never could explain how we all get so lost and brainsick
Conforming to the system we're caught in this rotten matrix

Tell me why I sing
I talk slow my rhymes are weak
But I know you think it's good
Just cause it's about girls and weed

Shut up

Stop... I need some earplugs because I hate this crap
Basic tracks, grab a time machine so you can take it back
Face the facts, after they play it, it only makes me mad
All these rappers are faker than Darth Vader's dad

Midichlorians, basic rap is the corniest
Played the track, then fell asleep because I was bored again
This stuff is more annoying than Maury is
Turn it off now, the silence will sounding glorious!

I had to stand in line, I got my card declined
The cashier aww that's fine, so I paid with cash this time
And I got this soda... Autotune that's so dumb
All Hip Hop's in a coma... Wonder how'd this blow up
Nobody knows how, yeaaahh baby

Stop it with the nonsense I know the beat's hot
But the topic the content? It's toxic and it's common
If Tupac were here these rappers would get demolished
But he's not, so it's my job, I gotta give my comments

He's gone but not forgotten
And I stay silent, well then rotten is my conscience cause somebody's gotta stop this
This "yeah yeah baby" garbage always makes me nauseous
I'd be so happy if they'd leave the microphone and drop it

These singing swag rappers always make me feel some type of way
Right away, but then at night time, it makes me lie awake
Time to pay, then you get hit with-the Stevie tidal wave
And tupac is likely to come back and ignite the way

I'm guessing that he's on an island chilling
Writing bout how the the illuminati tried to kill him
Prolly waitin' to return, he's like a hidin' villain
But there's a void in the rap game and it's mine to fill it

I had to stand in line, I got my card declined
The cashier aww that's fine, so I paid with cash this time
And I got this soda... Autotune that's so dumb
All Hip Hop's in a coma... Wonder how'd this blow up
Nobody knows how, yeaaahh baby

I wish I had a chocolate fountain to put this strawberry in
That would be nice

I got my socks lookin' gnarly