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B*lucky - On Cue Lyrics



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B.Lucky
NEVUSSIDE
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
Call me the reaper while I beep upon the organ
If you looking for a team, we quite unique yeah you should call us
We listen when you speak, you see the brain is kinda porous
It'd be silly to ignore us, you should hoard us before we go get enormous
And everyone knows the chorus, I'll tell 'em that I foresaw it
Like druid high of endorphins and small amounts of green
My team have me assorted, I'll sort it
I make beats and I slaughter 'em, take dreams and I walk to them
Hate beef but I still go to war for the cause, course i will
Lucky don't force an applause, you touch me of course to your thought
But you only got a portion of sauce, I'll take ya organs for sport
Turn them to an organ, 'Ill be playing on tour
How can you hate me when I make it this raw
I make it easy peasy g please leave till the end to applause
People identity flawed
He keeps pretending he's hot
I tell him he's not, I tell him he's shot like
Rappers still perplexing me, they flexing guns and getting ps
I let it be they message me for feats, I got the recipe you didn't know how hot the chef would be effortlessly, bubbling the effervescent team
We collectively collecting the energy and reflecting it into special beam cannons
You didn't plan on the level this man on, hang on to summit, because I'm keeping it bumping jumping until I see fists pumping, I ain't leaving the function
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
It ain't easy to touch him unless you're seen in discussions,
Respecting me cause I'm bussing, this ain't a dream its a nightmare
The feel of falling waking up and I'm right there, you're like summit ain't right here
You blink and I'm gone but hear my tunes in your right ear
Life's complicated
There's no point in waiting but you gotta contemplate it
Like whats your statement
Are you here to watch the pavements, are you trap proclaiming
Are you rapping facts or are you ******* waste-men
I see so much talent wasted, being basic how you building without basses, Imitating what people say on there stages keep raging about **** and the way that you load your gauges, I've been hearing it for ages
But you ****** ain't shady doc or snoop you see what they do
And you just wanna taste it
Stick a little bit of greatness in your brain because it's vacant, no tenants here
Call me the doctor how I shot to different hemispheres
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
I drop it
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
It's getting weird, thick rappers getting cheers, thick slappers getting leers, we love the baddies 'til we're unhappy and teared
Run ragged and broken with big nags on the ear
I'm happy just flowing and coping with my fear
Words enter your brain like big stabs to the ear, like big raps that you hear
I'm intact and I'm here, spit mad and I'm so clear
You're so see through, so noisy, like all you boys want to be feared
I drop it on cue
Be a sheep you'll be sheared
What you gonna do
I drop it on cue
B.Lucky
NEVUSSIDE
Stay neutral
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B.Lucky
NEVUSSIDE
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
Call me the reaper while I beep upon the organ
If you looking for a team, we quite unique yeah you should call us
We listen when you speak, you see the brain is kinda porous
It'd be silly to ignore us, you should hoard us before we go get enormous
And everyone knows the chorus, I'll tell 'em that I foresaw it
Like druid high of endorphins and small amounts of green
My team have me assorted, I'll sort it
I make beats and I slaughter 'em, take dreams and I walk to them
Hate beef but I still go to war for the cause, course i will
Lucky don't force an applause, you touch me of course to your thought
But you only got a portion of sauce, I'll take ya organs for sport
Turn them to an organ, 'Ill be playing on tour
How can you hate me when I make it this raw
I make it easy peasy g please leave till the end to applause
People identity flawed
He keeps pretending he's hot
I tell him he's not, I tell him he's shot like
Rappers still perplexing me, they flexing guns and getting ps
I let it be they message me for feats, I got the recipe you didn't know how hot the chef would be effortlessly, bubbling the effervescent team
We collectively collecting the energy and reflecting it into special beam cannons
You didn't plan on the level this man on, hang on to summit, because I'm keeping it bumping jumping until I see fists pumping, I ain't leaving the function
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
It ain't easy to touch him unless you're seen in discussions,
Respecting me cause I'm bussing, this ain't a dream its a nightmare
The feel of falling waking up and I'm right there, you're like summit ain't right here
You blink and I'm gone but hear my tunes in your right ear
Life's complicated
There's no point in waiting but you gotta contemplate it
Like whats your statement
Are you here to watch the pavements, are you trap proclaiming
Are you rapping facts or are you ******* waste-men
I see so much talent wasted, being basic how you building without basses, Imitating what people say on there stages keep raging about **** and the way that you load your gauges, I've been hearing it for ages
But you ****** ain't shady doc or snoop you see what they do
And you just wanna taste it
Stick a little bit of greatness in your brain because it's vacant, no tenants here
Call me the doctor how I shot to different hemispheres
I drop it on cue
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
I drop it
Like what you gonna do
You drop it kinda cheesy like a fondue
You watch him like it's easy when he's on slues
I'd stuff ya best rapper with his own food and watch him go blue
It's getting weird, thick rappers getting cheers, thick slappers getting leers, we love the baddies 'til we're unhappy and teared
Run ragged and broken with big nags on the ear
I'm happy just flowing and coping with my fear
Words enter your brain like big stabs to the ear, like big raps that you hear
I'm intact and I'm here, spit mad and I'm so clear
You're so see through, so noisy, like all you boys want to be feared
I drop it on cue
Be a sheep you'll be sheared
What you gonna do
I drop it on cue
B.Lucky
NEVUSSIDE
Stay neutral
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Writer: Benjamin Tobias Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: B*lucky
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Benjamin Tobias Brown

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