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RESPECT Video (MV)




Performed By: soro
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: soro on the track




soro - RESPECT Lyrics
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Fish you out like I'm Gon Freecss
Marine, my dream, just like Coby
'Boutta meet the ground, get on your knees
Nominee for no integrity, shit's crazy
Fill 'em up, with the syllables, incredible
Like Killua, drill em up, indelible
People like Juice made their shit ineffaceable
Spittin', let it flow, hater's hate, it's impeccable
Who's that? Get back in the pack
Fake jewelry? That's sad, f*ck that
Really just made me put the pen to the pad
Do you really do this shit for the fame, or the money? No stans
House of pain, I am not the one to blame
Bars burning hotter than a massive moltov burning, the flames
Hit it homerun, that's that, what a game
Your rap game so common, it's just like your name
'Cause I bend the air like I'm Aang
F*ck that Toga shit got no fangs
Same shit over and over, so bland
But you wonder? Payin' for your fans
I'm like damn
On your life only one who ran
Manufactured in a f*cking lab
Thermal scope sensing your heat like Glaz
Mystery like that Hatake Clan
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
Like some zodiac, reaching heights
War chief, I'm the Pontiac, sleeping right
On the best of the motherf*cking best, no rest
I attest, y'all groupin' in the nest, coalesced
This gonna be your year? Yeah right
Take flight on my nimbus like a god damn kite
Or Batman I'm the f*cking Dark Knight
Get to the trash can, go on, get inside
Kaioken, powering up, my watch like Ben-ny 10
Four eyes, gotcha bitch like nerdy Gwen
Hold tight, concentrate my aura, using nen
Yeah Right, think you're Joji? You're mista-ken
Swerve round the bends,
Diamonds are sparklin' like a hadouken
Bitch, nobody cares! I'm like I asked, when
You awakened the beast, and now I'm overtaking
Haven't lost everything, don't be rash
Back to the drawing board, Bold and Brash
I'mma hit it hard like a boxing bag
So hard that it'll make someone hit the sack
I'm a wizard with no cares, what's next? Lethal
Shit's up in the air like a motherf*cking seagull
See these motherf*ckers who loaded
I'm already here, click-clack, 'fore I blow it (Pow!)
Dicing it up like I'm Red-Haired Shanks
Pirates on me, man I'm climbing the ranks
I'm not French, but it's looking pretty beau
Cupid pull the arrow back, man, let it go
'Cause I bend the air like I'm Aang
F*ck that Toga shit got no fangs
Same shit over and over, so bland
But you wonder? Payin' for your fans
I'm like damn
On your life only one who ran
Manufactured in a f*cking lab
Thermal scope sensing your heat like Glaz
Mystery like that Hatake Clan
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
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Fish you out like I'm Gon Freecss
Marine, my dream, just like Coby
'Boutta meet the ground, get on your knees
Nominee for no integrity, shit's crazy
Fill 'em up, with the syllables, incredible
Like Killua, drill em up, indelible
People like Juice made their shit ineffaceable
Spittin', let it flow, hater's hate, it's impeccable
Who's that? Get back in the pack
Fake jewelry? That's sad, f*ck that
Really just made me put the pen to the pad
Do you really do this shit for the fame, or the money? No stans
House of pain, I am not the one to blame
Bars burning hotter than a massive moltov burning, the flames
Hit it homerun, that's that, what a game
Your rap game so common, it's just like your name
'Cause I bend the air like I'm Aang
F*ck that Toga shit got no fangs
Same shit over and over, so bland
But you wonder? Payin' for your fans
I'm like damn
On your life only one who ran
Manufactured in a f*cking lab
Thermal scope sensing your heat like Glaz
Mystery like that Hatake Clan
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
Like some zodiac, reaching heights
War chief, I'm the Pontiac, sleeping right
On the best of the motherf*cking best, no rest
I attest, y'all groupin' in the nest, coalesced
This gonna be your year? Yeah right
Take flight on my nimbus like a god damn kite
Or Batman I'm the f*cking Dark Knight
Get to the trash can, go on, get inside
Kaioken, powering up, my watch like Ben-ny 10
Four eyes, gotcha bitch like nerdy Gwen
Hold tight, concentrate my aura, using nen
Yeah Right, think you're Joji? You're mista-ken
Swerve round the bends,
Diamonds are sparklin' like a hadouken
Bitch, nobody cares! I'm like I asked, when
You awakened the beast, and now I'm overtaking
Haven't lost everything, don't be rash
Back to the drawing board, Bold and Brash
I'mma hit it hard like a boxing bag
So hard that it'll make someone hit the sack
I'm a wizard with no cares, what's next? Lethal
Shit's up in the air like a motherf*cking seagull
See these motherf*ckers who loaded
I'm already here, click-clack, 'fore I blow it (Pow!)
Dicing it up like I'm Red-Haired Shanks
Pirates on me, man I'm climbing the ranks
I'm not French, but it's looking pretty beau
Cupid pull the arrow back, man, let it go
'Cause I bend the air like I'm Aang
F*ck that Toga shit got no fangs
Same shit over and over, so bland
But you wonder? Payin' for your fans
I'm like damn
On your life only one who ran
Manufactured in a f*cking lab
Thermal scope sensing your heat like Glaz
Mystery like that Hatake Clan
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
Doing shit for the money man, whatchu expect
I'mma be direct, before I interject
I think I'm gonna shoot for the stars, traject
Don't be the same, have some f*ckin' respect
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