Intro
**DJ:** Yo! DJ on the track, Tim’m West layin’ flat
**Tim’m West:** Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens
**DJ:** Yo! We just here for hip-hop, you know what I’m sayin’? Don’t just a book by its cover
**Tim’m West:** Ooooh, got a brohemian rapcd
Verse 1Tim’m West
Got a knack for the rap, vintage like 8-track
Nerd is a compliment, scholar is evident
Always gonna do, pimp style is a nuisance
Anti-corporate, brohemian blueprint
Ain’t tryna blow up, always showin’ up
Mans be the best ‘cus they true to the know what
He need a Starbuck, thrift store price cuts
A fruit roll-up, black cat, good lucks
Beat juice to be stuck ‘til they fixed it
Rеadin’ philosophy, black boy amusement
Colored boy nation, so fixation
Thе anticipations for dreams that’s latent
Comin’ to the surface, knowin’ his purpose
Brohemian rapcd for little
Gangster, only in the sense that he urgin’
Discursive, murkin’ he know that you’re lurkin’
ChorusTim’m West
So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats
Radio, ten songs all day long
Feel boy, come drum next to no one
You better cop one, he got a…
HookTim’m West
Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens
Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd
Verse 2Tim’m West
He a child in the Golden Era Hip-Hop
A product of the won’t stop, yo it’s a short shot
Pop, lock and break it, beat box and what not
Graffiti wall to the 5-0 call
This a paintbrush to this canvas called city
Calligraphy to this pave we feel pity for
We never pitted the bowl, the context of presets
Joe Morgan, the SeaQuest
Integrate theory into mic checks
Pose, promo, afro solo
Would you like to sample a copy of this promo?
Big stuff, the Chewbacca to your Han Solo
Still workin’ to be household names
Count to markets, still we gonna spark it
Some follow rules, the rest be the artists
Brohemian rapcd be the largest
ChorusTim’m West
If you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats
Radio, ten songs all day long
Feel boy, come drum next to no one
You better cop one, he got a…
HookTim’m West
Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens
Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd
ChorusTim’m West
So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats
Kaoz: Yo!
Radio, ten songs all day long
Feel boy, come drum next to no one
You better cop one, he got a [he got a]…
HookTim’m West
Pad in the backpack
Kaoz: Yo!
Sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens
Kaoz: Sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene with the gangster lean
Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd
Verse 3Kaoz
K-a-o-z mutherfu*ker [yo
Yo! I push my CD, ride about the backseat
Rock the same tank top I wore at my track meet
Grindin’ from the under, Midwest boy wonder
Dirty backpacker, numba 5 stunna’
That’s the bus route I take, we ducked out the back door
Hit the block just so I could rap more
Still write in notebooks, my speed, bro shook
He glad I wouldn’t judge you by your look
If that were the case, you’d be labeled disgrace
You deface our culture put it in last place
Keep pursuin’ those dollars, I’d rather holler to another starvin’ artist or a musician with nada
Keep your chin upright, never ever give up
Stallin’ on the highway, no gas gets stuck
Can’t beat me, no lame MC with one weak album got sh*t on me
ChorusTim’m West
So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats
Radio, ten songs all day long
Feel boy, come drum next to no one
You better cop one, he got a…
HookTim’m West
Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens
Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd
ChorusTim’m West
So if you’re lookin’ for a twist to the hip-hop beats
Radio, ten songs all day long
Feel boy, come drum next to no one
You better cop one, he got a [he got a]…
HookTim’m West
Pad in the backpack, sunroof, skateboard, always in the scene, we could roll with the queens
Oooooh, got a brohemian rapcd [for you]