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cam groves - what's good? كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: cam groves]
yo, what’s it gonna take for me to break the scene and take a seat
i see a lot of faking, man there’s gotta be some vacancy
everyday i make a beat, record a couple takes a week
and i think my songs are the bomb like a steak and cheese
i’m working hard everyday to make a living
while a bunch of sh-tty rappers grab the mic and make a k!lling
i ain’t into dissing, keep my head up wishing
it’s that mister underdog with his leg up p-ssing
waiting for my payoff, if i had a dollar for
every kid on facebook surprised i had a day job
then i could take the day off, i’d probably take a vacay
stay up late, get laid, and probably play golf
call me adolf the way these hits lure ya
i spray off at the mouth and commit murder
it’s that maine feller coming with that stellar game
cam groves known to keep it fresher than a cellophane

[hook: cam groves]
what’s good? guess who, b-tch?
it’s mister rhyme tighter than a wet suit fits, yo
what’s good? hold up y’all
i came to get it popping like a blowup doll, c’mon
what’s good? i’m as cool as they come
tryna make a few funks with what i do on the drums, yo
what’s good? keeping it scary
it’s that underground cat, no pet cemetery
(yeah, it’s marked outside the shady car check it)

[verse 2: pacewon]
what’s good? what’s hood?
i’m tough like jay prince, master p plus suge
you’d have to be hot as fish [?] to make us look, make us stare
my sk!lls are like god and aliens, they’re up there
i say “h-ll no” and “f-ck yeah”
“f-ck no” and “h-ll yeah” i’m stuck there
i’m bug weird love fear, this bug’s scared
where i draw the line just like i cut hair
i spank emcees like i’m beating their b-tt bare
and hyperventilate like i’m not breathing enough air
walk around like i’m lacking the bus fare
to go where i want so i’m making a fuss here
i got a banner to fly
i’m f-cking gas like canada dry, my bubblin’ is doublin’
like ireland, i keep a hand on the nine
in case you or your man wanna try motherf-cker

[verse 3: cam groves]
my mic attached and fitted, i’m like a craftsman with it
so i can grab and spit it just in case i p-ss a critic
i got an album i’ve been tryna get my -ss to finish
but i’m on that purple like a motherf-cker smashing grimace
so p-ss the spinach, cop another pack
i been rolling woods like i was a lumberjack
so bring it back like you’re swinging an axe
i’m from the pine tree state, smell like gin in a gl-ss, yo
and where i’m from it’s no service when we drop bars
and drum brakes are what we use to stop cars
where a grill ain’t nothing you wear
and when you say you trapping means you hunting for bear, yeah
i stay rapping give a f-ck if you care
because my fans got hands and throw ’em up in the air
when my team’s on the scene motherf-ckers beware
because we’re known to tear it up and leave nothing to spare

- cam groves

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