What's Good Lyrics

Life is good

But it can be better

With every minute sent spent spout spinning out

And every limit prohibited tends to clear a route

Inhibit anything I feel'd bring a shadow and prevent devout me spinning out

Heat the words from my lips with a rapid mouth twitch till it's fire that I'm spitting out

In without the copy paste bullshit

Cocky pace, soon as my pen hit the page I knew this shit was written out

Cutting up the beat and bass bust up your face

Of the speaker brace you might loose your footing

If you don't start moving

So if you ain't here to stay

Then get the fuck out my way

I'm still obscured and as sick as I've ever been

Quick witted word spitting tricks

Switched out the spliffs, the ticks, the baggies, the bits

No more baggage fuck that shit quit breaking my back for pricks

So till I need a stick to waddle home I'll be chatting tall tails with a pen pick and rusty tone

Bite the bullet till I'm sat upon a musty throne and roam free tossing dogs out dusty bones

I moan freely, overgrown see me drone on the phone in a monotone keenly

Sold my soul but this shit redeems me in the world of cut throat blokes I stay dreamy

So speak to me, I know where you're stood

Quit it with your if, buts, could have beens and shoulds

What would have stuck

It seems greed turned good in the blink of an eye now you need what I got

What's good?

With every minute sent spent spout spinning out

And every limit prohibited tends to clear a route

Inhibit anything I feel'd bring a shadow and prevent devout me spinning out

Cutting up the beat and bass bust up your face

Of the speaker brace you might loose your…

Cutting up the beat and bass bust up your face

Of the speaker brace you might loose your footing

If you don't start moving

Cutting up the beat and bass bust up your face

Of the speaker brace you might loose your footing

If you don't start moving

So if you ain't here to stay