smooth wit it cool whip, stand on the outside might make right, all you dears in the headlights
solo to the iso, truth, I’m a lifer, if you can’t see it, I’m a put it in a light show
magic and a maestro, slow flow, tight though, recognize the form, when afro come to storm
pop so hot, hip hoppin in the spot, people wanna take, but this all I got
john call shots, I don’t need to win the lotto, solvin all problems, happen be my motto
I do it with the best, cause there aint’ none better, look if you want, but I suggest, you forget it
ping to the pong, table to the tennis, I could beat the champ, even in my twenties
shot so valid, dj no Khalid, bring it to you real, with the skill and the talent
they say I got bars, hit the stars with the martians, I like to blast, better pass, with caution
king in the cockpit, sing with me often, you ain’t got the goods, then you best go shoppin
shippin whippin, skippin to my lou, sheep breed sheep, wake up get a clue
I’m proof to the pudding, make the backside rattle, they don’t wanna battle, like they up the creek ass out.
bounce through the lane, no shame, bring the pain, tell yall the truth, I’m the best in the game
rap is a class act, the stack, is my feed back, everywhere I go, brothers say I need that
I don’t dilly, dally, I’m known in the valley, last time I checked, I’m ownin the tally
see me out in cali where the hot sun shine, people think I’m done, but I got more rhymes
renegade rage, better people me original, live and let live, might be a good decion though
the brainwashed goats, aint awake, need to take notes, loud is they mouth, and they talk aint about it
why the heck they watchin, thinkin they gone learn, if they don’t know, here I go, we return
let the world bear witness, pretty ones and misfits, soul brother I, fly guy, from the gifted
shift throught the maze, callin plays like a boss, got first choice, didn’t need to win the toss
got many words, I aint never been for loss, rhythm is the flavor, lyrics is the sauce
sittin at the desk, drip em out so presto, you can hear the bass, Bakersfield to modesto
hit the scene clean, I aint’ really here to wrestle, less she pretty fly, then I take her home and nestle
renegade rage, make your life line matter, heaven to the soil, head anointed with oil
john make the noise, take heed to the voice, tapped into the source, make the world rejoice
don’t stop winnin, let the flag wave wild, lead em out the house, with the master style
renegade rage, better doit with your best foot, then you step to em, with the awesome good
Bouncing Beats with Deep Elements of Lyrical Truth.
They may call it old school because the style lasts forever.
Some call it new school because it moves the people today.
Electro Hip Hop, Meets Trap, with Golden Era Hip Hop Flavor
A joyous combination of gospel and hip-hop, Budgie’s “Holy Ghost Zone” is a euphoric LP that will stir the spirit and move the body. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 24, 2018