EPISODE · Sep 12, 2017 · 2 MIN
Damone Tyrell - P.O.T.R.N
from Hip-Hop · host Hip-Hop
♫ The Best Playlists on Spotify: http://spotify.aia.ag/AIA_Spotify ♫ Stream or Free Download: https://fanlink.to/tzq Promos / Submissions: https://aia.ag/Music-Submissions Music Feature Inquires: [email protected] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kept quiet I riot Push the pivot on all my tires Thoughts of a choir You been singing Anita ward my name been ringing Bells Im bringing heaven & hell To any Christian that thinks that I sold my soul just to sell Im doing this for my niggas that's sitting inside a cell And all the rest of my homies that ain't make it to Adele Thats 21 You take from your daddy and me I'm more like my mommas son I'm POTRN you tryna run Been focused on tryna come up in America the royal penis is clean Window seat next to Erykah Got on the bus with 3 dollars 6 dimes Sneezing since I wrote man I'm spreading sick lines Address the nation man they can't stop me They cut my lyrics paste their image but they can't copy I put my life in every bar every hook every chorus all my raps Chilling in the Oval Office spread my music cross the map Now what the rap house look like (x4) Painting pictures You should witness what I colored and drew Jack son If he is a snitch that blows my cover Keep my legal exploits covered You can't see it less I Grant it If you come close to my assets you'll get hit with that Buchanan Smoke that Rutherford B Hayes Thinking you better behave If you don't I'll Franklin Pierce you with these lyrics to your grave Said I Barack the mic I Barack the mic right Got my policies in check man my cabinet is tight Pledge allegiance to the golden age Give niggas like me attention Cause dissing cats like Lil Yatchy only aids his ascension Man I wish you fools would understand That every time you talk your shit that you still hype the man Like take a page out of a book That had the whole country shook And still ain't prove to be nothing but a poorly tanned crook They tell me to play my cards and even though I feel stumped Outta every one I pull it'll never be a trump Address the nation man they can't stop me They cut my lyrics paste their image but they can't copy I put my life in every bar every hook every chorus all my raps Chilling in the Oval Office spread my music cross the map Now what the rap house look like (x4) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ➥ Follow Damone Tyrell: http://soundcloud.com/damonetyrell http://twitter.com/damonetyrell http://instagram.com/damonetyrell http://youtube.com/damonetyrell ♫ Listen on Spotify: http://spotify.aia.ag/AIA_Spotify ♫ Follow AIA: https://soundcloud.com/AiAPresents https://facebook.com/AiAgency https://instagram.com/AiAgency https://twitter.comAiAgency -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Business / Licensing Inquires: [email protected]
What this episode covers
♫ The Best Playlists on Spotify: http://spotify.aia.ag/AIA_Spotify ♫ Stream or Free Download: https://fanlink.to/tzq Promos / Submissions: https://aia.ag/Music-Submissions Music Feature Inquires: [email protected] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kept quiet I riot Push the pivot on all my tires Thoughts of a choir You been singing Anita ward my name been ringing Bells Im bringing heaven & hell To any Christian that thinks that I sold my soul just to sell Im doing this for my niggas that's sitting inside a cell And all the rest of my homies that ain't make it to Adele Thats 21 You take from your daddy and me I'm more like my mommas son I'm POTRN you tryna run Been focused on tryna come up in America the royal penis is clean Window seat next to Erykah Got on the bus with 3 dollars 6 dimes Sneezing since I wrote man I'm spreading sick lines Address the nation man they can't stop me They cut my lyrics paste their image but they can't copy I put my life in every bar every hook every chorus all my raps Chilling in the Oval Office spread my music cross the map Now what the rap house look like (x4) Painting pictures You should witness what I colored and drew Jack son If he is a snitch that blows my cover Keep my legal exploits covered You can't see it less I Grant it If you come close to my assets you'll get hit with that Buchanan Smoke that Rutherford B Hayes Thinking you better behave If you don't I'll Franklin Pierce you with these lyrics to your grave Said I Barack the mic I Barack the mic right Got my policies in check man my cabinet is tight Pledge allegiance to the golden age Give niggas like me attention Cause dissing cats like Lil Yatchy only aids his ascension Man I wish you fools would understand That every time you talk your shit that you still hype the man Like take a page out of a book That had the whole country shook And still ain't prove to be nothing but a poorly tanned crook They tell me to play my cards and even though I feel stumped Outta every one I pull it'll never be a trump Address the nation man they can't stop me They cut my lyrics paste their image but they can't copy I put my life in every bar every hook every chorus all my raps Chilling in the Oval Office spread my music cross the map Now what the rap house look like (x4) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ➥ Follow Damone Tyrell: http://soundcloud.com/damonetyrell http://twitter.com/damonetyrell http://instagram.com/damonetyrell http://youtube.com/damonetyrell ♫ Listen on Spotify: http://spotify.aia.ag/AIA_Spotify ♫ Follow AIA: https://soundcloud.com/AiAPresents https://facebook.com/AiAgency https://instagram.com/AiAgency https://twitter.comAiAgency -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Business / Licensing Inquires: [email protected]
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