Spose - Word Guitar Solo lyrics

[Verse] I'm all over the fretboard Do it next door, flowing fluent since F4 Slamming whammy bars on amateurs, [?] Pamela's Sub-par perimeters, pleasing cheesin for cameras The summit ain't far, they're flummoxed how I done it Eating hummus, Sammy Hagar, [?] spray bars I complete each speech I start I keep trucking like Dysart's, till I get my piece of the pie chart I jest, bidest, ingest that I'm the best Fingerpickin' on fiction it's picturesque I hope you brought some film, Peter's hot as pottery Just busted out the kiln from Wells town Fell down but held down like barre chords I need oxygen, they boxed me in the cardboard Steadily cramped like refugee camps in Darfur Blurred, spittin' word, flippin' parkour Cold cuts, scissors in the blizzard with the art form You bet your Cinnamon Toast Crunch I saw you backstabbers, gentlemen, I don't front I know I'm better than the veterans embedded in your settlements The way I said it should've turned a Evan to a Evelyn And when it comes to rhymes they'll find us In the starting line up, I don't need a supper till the time's up Word guitar solos, duo or dolo Judo or jiu jitsu, two pit bulls in a dojo And we don't need no Clicquot to reload for each show In beast mode, they'll stand there watchin', gawkin' like a free throw What you mad at me fo'? I can't help it Making Celtics green, melted cheese, I'm just me