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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Spose - Can't Get There From Here Lyrics

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Spose - Can't Get There From Here

Everybody put your hands up right now and make some God damn noise
Heading for the stage, an ocean in place.
Get ready for the surprise, a miracle, sustained that may change the game
Make the music come to your plane, … check it out

With no rims on the whip and no college in lips
I rip to the state of Maine with the hollege in …
I'm not Rick but I spit slick
I'm raving they making the fake them rappers who think they're singing my shit quick, quick, all aboard
From the state where they think we all mate with our cousins
With no indoor pluming moves by the bakers dozens
We got lakes, …, deer on …, rocking long johns ...versus over purchase 30 racks of beers
Made peers laughing cheer throw our head up in the atmosphere
Cause everybody knows my name like the cast of Cheers
But they say I shouldn't rap from here, I made it finally
Puffed off chandelier, whacked rapper time to leave, … lime disease
Palm trees, escape rails
For those white trophies … thick nails and false sales
And all the haters say Spose are you out of your brain, rapping for Maine?
You must be insane

But you can't get there from here, or delusional, please with the beats and retreat to the cubical
But you can't get there from here, you must of lost your mind
I mean those rhymes they were fine but the time of she can't
But you can't get there from here, you're from the most eastern most northern most … state
You can't be great, You can't get there from here.

I'm from where teenage moms and their babies dwell
Where people downgrade from cocaine to oxy pills
Where the wives get beaten and no one hears them yell
And it's not Compton or Brooklyn or ATL
We spend most times winning cause the coast line seen it
But the chances of succeeding are slimmer they don't believe me

Still I put my life on … and recorded it
On my day … true to my coordinates
No, never recorded it, ask my subordinates
In fact when my weed had more seeds than tournaments
I'm going for the gold, is if that wasn't obvious
And stopping Spose, that's like trying to handcuff an octopus
Wake up every morning, wrote a new verse
Even if I wasn't winning I wasn't gonna loose her
Look if you want to excel like you jerks
Doesn't matter what your zip code is
Just do work
Are you out of your brain, rapping for Maine?
You must be insane

But you can't get there from here, or delusional, please with the beats and retreat to the cubical
But you can't get there from here, you must of lost your mind
I mean those rhymes they were fine but the time of she can't
But you can't get there from here, you're from the most eastern most northern most … state
You can't be great, You can't get there from here.

You can't get down from hell without magical poof
I google mapped it I'm there maxim
I've seen them laughing at, the main attraction … when knocked up
The … in my absence
Speared off course, fuck your path I'm the captain,
Crunch time all day cereal with my actions
No need for lucky charms, just a better passion
The make … relax it
Yeah fools, fools, ...on silly rabbits
Did it just for kicks when I started out rapping
And I grew up in Maine and they said that will never happen
But w got the upper bet too I'm nasty

Call me Spose, re you out of your brain, rapping for Maine?
You must be insane
But you can't get there from here, or delusional, please with the beats and retreat to the cubical
But you can't get there from here, you must of lost your mind
I mean those rhymes they were fine but the time of she can't
But you can't get there from here, you're from the most eastern most northern most … state
You can't be great, You can't get there from here.
So they say, to my man … Ricky One, M4, and to the motherfucker educated … to last on, keep on
Keep on and on and on.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Spose - I'm Awesome Lyrics

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Spose - I'm Awesome

awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome
I don't necessarily have to be here for this
I'm gonna keep the headphones though

motherfucker I'm awesome!
no you're not dude, don't lie
I'm awesome!
I'm drivin around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome!
a quarter of my life gone by
and I met all my friends online
motherfucker I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl
I'm awesome!
there's no voice mail, nobody called
I'm awesome!
I can't afford to buy eight balls
and I talk to myself on my facebook wall

you know my pants sag low (low)
even though (though) that went out of style
like ten years ago (go)
Spose, I got the swagger of a cripple
I got little biceps getting fatter in the middle
and lyrically I'm not the best
physically the opposite of Randy Moss and yet
so preposterous feel the awesomeness
the most obnoxious guest up at the sausage fest
oh yes!
the girls are repulsed so I hide in my hood like I'm joining a cult
uh uhh
I'm as nervous as my cattle dirty Curtis
all my writtens are bitten and all my verses are purchased
me? I'll never date an actress
got to many back zits
plus my whole home aroma is cat piss
every show I do is poorly promoted
and if you like this it's cuz my little sister wrote it

I'm awesome!
no you're not dude, don't lie
I'm awesome!
I'm drivin around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome!
a quarter of my life gone by
and I met all my friends online
motherfucker I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl
I'm awesome!
there's no voice mail, nobody called
I'm awesome!
I can't afford to buy eight balls
and I talk to myself on my facebook wall
I'm awesome!

(swagger of a cripple)

check it out
I'm from Maine and I don't hunt nope and I can't ski
smoke weed but I can't roll blunts
might be with my wifey
my necks not icy
eatin' at McDonalds because Subway is pricey

uh and my unibrow is plucked
just ask my mom if I could borrow ten bucks
she's like "for what? blunt wraps and some Heinekens?
you skinny prick, go get a gym membership and vitamins"
I'm like mom, please don't blame it on me
I got my bad habits from you, dad and Aunt Steve
my attitudes sour but my futon's sweet
and the hair on my ass it is Jumanji
suit untailored, ringtone Taylor Swift
can't tweet up on my Twitter
cuz I haven't done shit
bank account red, body ungroomed
the good thing about me is I'm off stage soon

I'm awesome!
no you're not dude, don't lie
I'm awesome!
I'm drivin around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome!
a quarter of my life gone by
and I met all my friends online
motherfucker I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl
I'm awesome!
there's no voice mail, nobody called
I'm awesome!
I can't afford to buy eight balls
and I talk to myself on my facebook wall
I'm awesome!

futher more I'm cornier than ethynol
cheesier than provolone
I spent years eight to ten living in a motor home
with a ego the size of Tim Duncan
even though I got shit for brains like a Blumpkin
I'm twenty four serving lobster rolls
because I spent a decade filling Optimos
and I'm not even the bomb in Maine on my game
and only about as sexy as John McCain
now put your hands up
if you have nightmares
if you wouldn't man up
if there was a fight here
if you got dandruff
if you drink light beer
I'm out of breath...

but I'm awesome!
no you're not dude, don't lie
I'm awesome!
I'm drivin around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome!
a quarter of my life gone by
and I met all my friends online
motherfucker I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl
I'm awesome!
there's no voice mail, nobody called
I'm awesome!
I can't afford to buy eight balls
and I talk to myself on my facebook wall
I'm awesome!!!