Door Closed - Kid Quill.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Mitchell Brown
[00:00.847] 作曲 : Mitchell Brown
[00:01.694] I used to rap with the door closed
[00:03.850] Used to work at Party City, now I tour those
[00:06.156] The flow sick like a sore throat
[00:08.640] And we mean business every time, yeah, sport coat
[00:11.076] It’s getting harder to reach me, everything peachy
[00:14.005] Yeah I braid my hair like Khaleesi
[00:15.829] I done did it by myself, ain’t nobody to teach me
[00:18.205] Who you know that make it look this easy? (Huh?)
[00:20.027] Man it’s the music from the soul, type to never grow old
[00:22.825] Yeah the smile went platinum and the wrist went gold
[00:25.335] Got a couple good stories that’ll never get told
[00:27.791] I don’t want to die young but I ain’t tryna get old
[00:30.318] Man, **** it, I’m bout to run up the budget
[00:32.157] I love the game like I’m kissing and hugging, but not in public
[00:34.731] Homie, this the one they been waiting on, damn
[00:37.174] I ain’t met a rapper yet that doesn’t **** fans
[00:39.550] Yeah this the one that’ll make you real good
[00:43.546] I mean real good
[00:44.944] Still friends with the kids in my yearbook
[00:47.393] I ain’t shaking hands wit’ you ‘less the deals good
[00:49.695] This time it’s personal, it’s so personal
[00:52.062] If I don’t **** with you, you gone be the first to know
[00:54.589] And they mad cause they don’t rock the city like I do
[00:57.152] Every time I step out it’s “Hi, how are you?”
[01:00.872] Well I’m good, thanks for asking
[01:02.364] I got fans, that’s fantastic
[01:04.079] These internet rappers so fake, they plastic
[01:06.470] I just took the cards, I was down to learn magic
[01:08.966] And if I do a deal with the Devil, I’ll come back with his head
[01:11.797] They been waiting on my drop, dog, I feel like Zed
[01:14.246] The old school with the new, I could sell a cassette
[01:16.824] And we just tryna make music they won’t forget (Hold up)
[01:19.195] Yeah, I used this the most
[01:21.527] Y’all already know how this thing goes
[01:24.182] Don’t make me clear my throat
[01:26.651] If you’re drunk in Paris, just make sure they don’t
[01:28.924] I got the same number since flip phones
[01:31.459] Same friends since the Flintstones
[01:33.695] And they like, the higher the fall, the higher the climb
[01:36.330] I just came to give them Goosebumps, like R.L. Stine
[01:38.686] I’m gone
[01:41.793] Real one from my neck to my feet
[01:43.604] I get played the way I’m blessing the beat
[01:45.624] I’ma be around forever, the flows antique
[01:48.008] And the album so fire, I don’t care if it leaks
[01:50.342] I keep my real friends with me, seven days of the week
[01:52.794] I wake up, write a song, eat dinner, repeat
[01:55.192] I ain’t giving out my number, you can DM or tweet
[01:57.677] You can hit me on the snaps, I don’t really do streaks
[02:00.133] I heard these rappers getting signed, hope they keeping the receipt
[02:02.695] Cause the label bout to drop them when they hear about me
[02:05.181] I’m a little hot-headed, I ain’t got two cold feet
[02:07.644] Oh-ee, who he, I ain’t never bought a beat
[02:10.034] And all these other acts sounding fishy like tofu
[02:12.572] Yeah, I like soul food, little bit of whole food
[02:15.090] My favorite mix drink is tequila and pro tools
[02:17.576] And God might forgive you dog, but I don’t do redos
[02:20.139] It’s showtime