Gavin Breen - SKRO Lyrics

You know what? I like that idea
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Sittin' alone in a dark room listenin' to Doom
A light sparks a movement and y'all doomed
A part two to the monsoon
I respond through the routes that I choose when I want, dude
Walk through an entire division I'm tired of living
Silent my mind's on a mission
I hit the decision to skip getting permission
Me and the Skro we goin' old school, listen
Mixing dark wit' the light
Angel and devil cake, take a bite
I make 'em quite afraid with the pace I write
But if the cadence ain't right it ain't tastin' nice so
A lemonade wit' some ice
Vanilla milkshake and a bag of rice
I paid the price
What you holdin' me up for?
I got a four thirty that I gotta be up for
And Imma
Roll the dice on whether I should
Kick down the door of an open mic
Go home and write or overwrite
The memory I got saved on a card
I keep inside a memory jar
May-be see what speed that I can reach inside a car
How many people inside a bar
Are ready to brawl for no real reason at all?
How many fake enemies'll fall?
I gotta see what the dice tell me and call
My Skroneezy to film it all
I still involve the Kill Bill skills and all
Realest in the building I will dissolve
Anybody thinking they could best
Me in a contest
Do I look stressed?
Definitely ain't impressed!
See it bein' easy to believe in a lie
Open up your eye sometime

Yo
Nothing was ever the same, what my explosion marks
Is an ineffable change, homie I'm rows apart
From all the lames who honestly sound the same
Takin' over the game call me Napoleon Bonaparte
Surrounded by so many Napoleon Dynamites
Who see my show, decide to go home, try to write
Notions into a stolen flow
You can try to bite but it ain't even tight if you
Can't - get - the - timing - right
Feel at home if I get to provide a rhyme at night
The show is over when I unwind it's quite a sight
It's kinda like I'm applying ultra-violet light
Cuz I'm shining so bright you would think I'm holding a diamond mic
All the pressure could never lessen the effort
I'm putting into the decibel levels that I deliver with pleasure
Couldn't measure the lessons only consider 'em
Riddle 'em into a lyrical rhythm, you can figure 'em out

You
You can figure 'em out
It's the Skros
Ya already know
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Haha
Yo shoutout Skro
Shoutout the whole camp
Shoutout everybody putting their heart and soul
Into this project we love y'all
This real Hip-Hop we do this for real
We here for the raw
Culture baby
Shoutout J-man
Shoutout Skro one more time man
We in this man
It's the Skros
To be Determined
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