Simple Man Ft Omega Delta Songtext
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(Shmack)
I keep it nice and easy on my tracks so please
believe that I keep it real with simplicity
cant ya see, I just sit here, hit the keys
the first thing that I think is what I put into these
raps that call attacks cuz it rhymes with shmack
you say were whack, but it's a known fact
everybody loves the who-dey they say were phat
with PH, you hate the lyrics that we create
I will let you touch this if you are not gay
I keep it nice and easy on my tracks so please
believe that I keep it real with simplicity
cant ya see, I just sit here, hit the keys
the first thing that I think is what I put into these
raps that call attacks cuz it rhymes with shmack
you say were whack, but it's a known fact
everybody loves the who-dey they say were phat
with PH, you hate the lyrics that we create
I will let you touch this if you are not gay
Never Touch has funny lyrics what can I say
Are those lines too simple for you to be a fan
that's a shame cause we are all simple kind of men
ink and pen is how we spend, our time that we lend
to the rap game, until the who-dey ends
but I'll tell you my friend, that will never happen
so don't pretend that we'll be nothing after ten
years of fame and success, like kalhad we the best
now let me take a minute to get this off my chest
we aren't really that great, it was basically luck
I'm not saying we're overrated, I'm not saying we suck
Our music isn't complicated, we didn't spend a buck
We just do it for fun, wont stop till we get enough
until the game gets rough, until we locked up in cuffs
We'll be making simple songs till our brains turn to mush
Shinin (shinin) is what I am in this game
Fans don't have to praise me, just remember the name
But I'm not complaining, cause they coming in flocks
And I hope they like Skynyrd cause he's about to rock
(hook)
Be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Won't you do this for me son if you can
(Omega Delta)
Keep it nice and simple
Pop dream bubbles like a pimple
Haters hate I simply say shivel
Spittin dem riddles
Fucking being stuck in the middle
Blazing continental, you're for now like a rental
Killing instrumentals, I'm mental
Slice like sweeny
Cheesy MCs make me feel queasy
Collecting cheddar nice and easy
Easy peasy lemon squeezy
Hook up da midi, get green and get greedy
Shit simple, like stumping tweedle dumb n tweedle D
Bitches trippin like munching that LSD
Poppin E's flogging CDs
No intermission for me, hit pedal like a F50
Cause a stampede, blow like TNT
Sip da Tennessee and free, spit insanity
Hack like a lumberjack, attack with crack
Haters gob-smacked, fresh air for my sack
I know where I'm going, don't need a fucking map
Jokers gag, legless like a stag
Hit da pad, song's complete
Lyrical alarm clock, ending your dreams
I'm feeling this TWD, we're on a killing spree
Charles Bronson, through your speaks
Da havoc I reak, struggling to speak
Shocked with Rose-Mary cheeks
TWD, SWE in the hot seat
I'm just like a trick or treat, eat like all you can eat
Munching up them beats, I'm a mother fucking beast
(hook)
(Shmack)
Check this, we whip out our phones, say crap and record
We put it on myspace then our fame will soar
No-names no more, in this game we roar
We make a few more songs till eventually we score
Right now I'm feeling poetic, whether you feel me or not
Don't call the medic, I'm not crazy I'm just hot
Stop drop and roll, is that all I got?
I'm gonna set you on fire, your gonna get shot
That song was so easy, so simple and cheesy
It was made just to fill up space on the CD
And our claim to fame, it was the Reading Train
It's insane, the song was hardly changed
Just took Betty's hit and made it more legit
Add a chorus, beat, a few more lines that's it
The recipe for our popularity is nothing but clarity
make songs, be funny, hot beats, its scaring me
That it's been so easy to get supporters and fans
They think its magic but it's more simple than that
This is just me rapping because I have some spare time
This aint my whole life, it's just a small hobby of mine
I'm spitting so ill like Cypress Hill, and I'm firing at will
Trigger finger's tiring and I'm inspiring to kill
Now I gotta rock it, so I gotta say ?see ya!?
My crew will sky rocket as long as I can be a
(hook)
Are those lines too simple for you to be a fan
that's a shame cause we are all simple kind of men
ink and pen is how we spend, our time that we lend
to the rap game, until the who-dey ends
but I'll tell you my friend, that will never happen
so don't pretend that we'll be nothing after ten
years of fame and success, like kalhad we the best
now let me take a minute to get this off my chest
we aren't really that great, it was basically luck
I'm not saying we're overrated, I'm not saying we suck
Our music isn't complicated, we didn't spend a buck
We just do it for fun, wont stop till we get enough
until the game gets rough, until we locked up in cuffs
We'll be making simple songs till our brains turn to mush
Shinin (shinin) is what I am in this game
Fans don't have to praise me, just remember the name
But I'm not complaining, cause they coming in flocks
And I hope they like Skynyrd cause he's about to rock
(hook)
Be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Won't you do this for me son if you can
(Omega Delta)
Keep it nice and simple
Pop dream bubbles like a pimple
Haters hate I simply say shivel
Spittin dem riddles
Fucking being stuck in the middle
Blazing continental, you're for now like a rental
Killing instrumentals, I'm mental
Slice like sweeny
Cheesy MCs make me feel queasy
Collecting cheddar nice and easy
Easy peasy lemon squeezy
Hook up da midi, get green and get greedy
Shit simple, like stumping tweedle dumb n tweedle D
Bitches trippin like munching that LSD
Poppin E's flogging CDs
No intermission for me, hit pedal like a F50
Cause a stampede, blow like TNT
Sip da Tennessee and free, spit insanity
Hack like a lumberjack, attack with crack
Haters gob-smacked, fresh air for my sack
I know where I'm going, don't need a fucking map
Jokers gag, legless like a stag
Hit da pad, song's complete
Lyrical alarm clock, ending your dreams
I'm feeling this TWD, we're on a killing spree
Charles Bronson, through your speaks
Da havoc I reak, struggling to speak
Shocked with Rose-Mary cheeks
TWD, SWE in the hot seat
I'm just like a trick or treat, eat like all you can eat
Munching up them beats, I'm a mother fucking beast
(hook)
(Shmack)
Check this, we whip out our phones, say crap and record
We put it on myspace then our fame will soar
No-names no more, in this game we roar
We make a few more songs till eventually we score
Right now I'm feeling poetic, whether you feel me or not
Don't call the medic, I'm not crazy I'm just hot
Stop drop and roll, is that all I got?
I'm gonna set you on fire, your gonna get shot
That song was so easy, so simple and cheesy
It was made just to fill up space on the CD
And our claim to fame, it was the Reading Train
It's insane, the song was hardly changed
Just took Betty's hit and made it more legit
Add a chorus, beat, a few more lines that's it
The recipe for our popularity is nothing but clarity
make songs, be funny, hot beats, its scaring me
That it's been so easy to get supporters and fans
They think its magic but it's more simple than that
This is just me rapping because I have some spare time
This aint my whole life, it's just a small hobby of mine
I'm spitting so ill like Cypress Hill, and I'm firing at will
Trigger finger's tiring and I'm inspiring to kill
Now I gotta rock it, so I gotta say ?see ya!?
My crew will sky rocket as long as I can be a
(hook)
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