Murs - Bouillon lyrics

[Verse 1: Del the Funky h*mosapien] Yo, planetary rhythm, music expertise We talkin' knowledge in the field, abilities increase SirDZL, we don't mind it, I'm in debt with text Tinted with a color pallet that will challenge the pest Reverbial advantage, examine it The beat's far for the freedom to dismantle it But negative, it's irregular, we study the stare Looked out upon a series that was hard to impair Heir to the throne, perish the bones The snare gets the tone to where this should go The backbeat never taking a backseat Verbal athletes have to eat at the track meet That's me, DZL dude, seeping through the groove The blood through the band aid, the mandate The endorsement, the jazzy contortion Sourced from the chord, the drum, me and more fun For the listener, which is the mission of These spokesmen of funk, flow gets ya pumped Juiced, now your battery get used Never misuse the vibe, the irresistible I know Tre got to watch for I The Antarctic Ocean ain't as cold as his vibe [Verse 2: SlimKid3] Yeah, I gets live I dips and I dive, leave the past behind While all I did was survive, I'm like "Why?" Was the question, looking for the answer Now I'm DYI, sh**, I know who I am son Take it to the hole, no control, get a [?] Take what I deserve without the help of a handgun A true man that provides for his fam' One way or another got this world in my hands son Some don't see it and they can't understand But dwellin' in the problem's not a part of the plan Tarot cards on the table, showin' me the way so I'ma get the ends, pound, euro and the peso Dollar all day yo, eliminate the fake, oh Burn down the old format, black [?] Cause it's prime time and anything less is a crime What we posses is the design to bring you back Back into groove on, why get your move on? Middle school doin' thangs, keepin' the move strong [?] on the [?], [?] call it the bouillon My food for the soul'll get too young to get it [Verse 3: Murs] [?] monster, competition conquered Grew up on Eazy-E and watching Cookie Monster Eating chocolate chips with a whole lot of Crips Got a mamma named [?] Colorado call her quick Kung-fu grip on my Lady [?] action figures Schoolyard bully, eat ya apple, then I smack ya sister Boxing at the sheriff station, [?] youth Always down to scrap with a gap, chipped tooth Shout out to Booth (Yeah!) wherever he at Used to rep with Lucky.PSC and [?] Brother from a mystic planet, going on another journey Hanging with the heartbreak, stopping and I hit my [?] Ah, the young [?] say they love him, no That was after school in the back by the bungalow Trying to get under those [?] cause I go Oops, I mean I wanna come, forget where yo' brother from Nice with my hands, Golden Globes, I'm another one Rappin' in Japan and I watch a lot of anime What's love got to do? Going as Annie Mae Bullocks where my mamma work, if you remember that Meat me at Jacob's in your LA demo cap [?] though, purple with some white and gold Watching Chrunchyroll and [?] I guess I told ya that I like to write But yeah, I guess it's obvious I also like to fight All you gotta do is give the homie a chance I'm guaranteed to show you the hands